Somewhere in a forest in Nigeria, innocent children are crying for their mothers. A headmistress who woke up that morning to teach is now in the hands of kidnappers.
Teachers who dedicated their lives to shaping futures are sleeping on cold ground in the bush terrified, hungry, wondering if anyone is coming for them.
And what are those paid to protect them doing? Sharing rally flyers. Mounting campaign stages. Smiling for photographs.
We have normalised the abnormal for so long that outrage no longer trends for more than 48 hours. We scroll past abducted children the same way we scroll past memes. And that should break every one of us.
These are not statistics. They are somebody’s child. Somebody’s teacher. Somebody’s mother.
Nigeria, when did we stop valuing life? When did power become more important than people? When did a campaign rally become more urgent than children in captivity?
If your government can organise a mega rally but cannot organise a rescue that government has told you exactly what it values.
Say their names. Keep the pressure. Do not let this die in the news cycle. They deserve to come home.