#Bring Back Our Girls (Il)

What kind of inhumane fellow i do not know: But bunch of rebel clothes with guns and armors with all their faces covers in cloth mask; except the arbitrariness of the king of the rebels: in his audacity of facial revelation_ he, the mouthpiece of the rebels, blabbering hell in heaven. What senseless pursue i do not know: But of the rebels, waging war against what has always been, and what is meant to be_ War against knowledge, is war against wisdom; If one fight wisdom, is one then wise? What kind of act of cruelty i do not know: But of the abduction of innocent Girl-Children; and of thousand that died from gunshots and bomb blast. What kind of breach of law i do not know: But of men committing treason, and infringing on the rights of Girl-Children. What kind languishing in sadness i do not know: But of mothers and fathers gnashing of teeth and of baskets full of their tears. Grieving: for their actions of sending their Girl-Children to see the light of education_ Action done in good faith. Hoping to see their Girl-Children again, as they hope in fate. What kind of protestation i do not know: But a peaceful protest of activists and concerned citizens_ Shouting 'Bring Back Our Girls' And of placards exhibits by all around the world_ 'Bring Back Our Girls' What kind of nemesis I do not know: But of the doom day of perpetrators that is imminent And wrath of God that is imminent on those that vows that the world will not no peace. What kind solution i do not know: But of conquest and rescue of victims, or of dialogue and negotiation whatever it takes Bring Back Our Girls!