An ode a day for May 2014 - day 2 - To the 234 girls stolen from Nigeria

You are my sisters
You are not forgotten
You are not property
You are golden

You have faces and smiles
You have lungs and teeth and voices
Scream with your voices
We will not stop looking for you, sisters
We will not
You are not slaves
You are not to be purchased
You are not to be owned
You are precious

We are crying and wailing for you
We are aching and peeling flesh for you
We are mourning and gathering strength
To look for you
To stay on your trail
We will find you

Someone knows where you are
Someone saw you go away
Someone will be punished for your missing bodies
In bed and safe where they belong

O daughters
O daughters
O daughters

Who sold you
History is repeating itself
At your expense
O daughters
O daughters
O daughters

You will never be forgotten
We will not stop looking for you