Cry my beloved Kumba: In memory of the massacred children of Kumba

Anne-Chantal
Posted October 25, 2020 from Cameroon
The Kumba School Massacre
The Kumba School Massacre (1/1)

I have decided not to read, nor watch the videos or hear explanations on blame. All I know is that this should never happen again. The 24th of October, my birthday but this year it became the day, children became war campaign tools in my homeland, Cameroon . So I write with tears for them all. 

They were tender, they were full of years.

They were innocent, they were full of dreams.

Look, an 11 year old lies in his own blood.

Look one much younger, maybe he is the son of the Pastor.

What did he do? What did they all do? To merit such an end.

One which we won't even allow our dogs to bear.

All they did was trust. Yes, they trusted.

They trusted you so called Cameroonian government.

They trusted you, so called Ambazonia government.

They trusted your word when you said "let the children go back to school".

They trusted your word when you said "we will ensure no guns go off near schools".

So what happened to that word? Why the failure to respect it?

Now they lie, in their old blood.

No more will they play football ⚽

No more will they build toy planes ✈

No more will their parents hear their enthusiastic chatting.

You all are to blame.

You let the guns sound.

You let the machete swing.

And now they are gone.

God oh God, heal the pain of the parents.

God oh God, heal the horror of the town.

God oh God, help us bring your Shalom.

So that Never Again, will we see such a thing,

As the massacre of children so young.

 

A poem by Anne-Chantal Besong. 

This story was submitted in response to Peace for Cameroon.

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Paulina Nayra
Oct 26
Oct 26

Dear Anne,
My heart cries with you, my sisters in Cameroon. I weep for the mothers and fathers who lost their child. I weep for the innocent children who have become sacrificial lambs for government and international community to listen to the cries of Cameroon. But we cannot just weep. We should be angry. Yes, at the government who have neglected their duty to protect their citizens especially the most vulnerable. The spate of violence must stop now.
Please stay safe.
Huggs.

Anne-Chantal
Oct 26
Oct 26

My dear sister Paulina,
You are very right. I am very angry not just with the leaders of government but with those leading the revolution. They have all missed the important thing about being a leader which is to protect the people. I am very very angry. Babies as tender as 6 months old have been killed, pregnant women too, old and sick people have been burnt in their homes and in hospitals.
In my anger I ask, has the world forgotten us? Forgotten them?

Veronica Ngum Ndi
Oct 30
Oct 30

Dear Anne
I feel your pain. We are in this together and I wish you courage in all you are doing for service to your country. God Bless you
In Sisterhood
Veronica Ngum
Cameroon

Anne-Chantal
Oct 30
Oct 30

Hello Veronica, sis,
Indeed, we are in this together.
It is horrific . No one should be witness of such acts. I look and I say , "wao Cameroon, when did we start killing our own and kill so gruesomely?"
Thanks for your words sis, we try as God leads.

Beth Lacey
Oct 30
Oct 30

So unbearably sad

Anne-Chantal
Nov 01
Nov 01

It is dear Beth. I do not want to put myself in the shoes of the parents because whenever I try I feel like I would go mad. It is horrible. Just horrible.

Adanna
Nov 12
Nov 12

Dear Anne,

I cry with you. This is so sad :(

I really don't know why many African leaders are silent about what is going on in Cameroon but I am praying for peace in Cameroon.

Thank you for putting up the art work by Adjani. For a picture, it says a lot about what is going on in Cameroon.

Sending you lots of love sis,
Adanna

Anne-Chantal
Nov 27
Nov 27

Adanna Sis,
Your words comforts me. Indeed, I wonder what and why when one African country has issues, the others seem to look the other way. All waiting for "international community". We have forgotten how to unite to solve our problems. Forgetting that the sickness that catches cocoa can catch coffee too.
All the common man can do is cry. The thing don tire me sef...