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Caught in the carnage – a tale of tears and terror
From: Stanley Courage Duoghah (scdugah@yahoo.com)          Published On: September 27, 2013, 01:28 GMT
 
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Caught in the carnage – a tale of tears and terror

Hmm, I have nothing save a tale of tears and terror to tell, and I tell it with a heart heavy with sorrow—a heart heavy for innocent souls lost. Shot down for no crime. Oh!

When Ruhila Adatia-Sood and her husband got married in January last year, they never knew that it was a union soon to be parted—a union to be parted by terrorists who know nothing about negotiation; theirs only to kill and destroy.

And more tragically, when she woke up on that fateful day — the 21st of September, 2013 — and made plans to spend the day with little children as host of a cooking competition, she never knew that she was to be caught up in a carnage in which hers and other innocent souls would be lost. No, she knew not. But the terrorist knew — they knew that people will be slaughtered and whoever they were mattered not to them. Such savage souls.

Ah, such tragedy. To be killed together with an unborn child. Rest in peace Ruhila, Kenya and all Africans bid you farewell. May Providence avenge you…
Hmm, I have nothing save a tale of tears and terror to tell, and I tell it with a heart heavy with sorrow — a heart heavy for innocent souls lost. Shot down for no crime. Oh!

When Mitul Shah walked into Westgate on that fateful day, little did he know that he was numbered for slaughter. To be gunned down for no crime, and to die a hero. Oh, such heroism. He chose to stay and save children rather than fly for safety when the carnage erupted.

Oh, such a brave soul! To die while saving others. Rest in peace Mitul, Kenya and all Africans bid you farewell. May Providence avenge you...
Hmm, I have nothing save a tale of tears and terror to tell, and I tell it with a heart heavy with sorrow — a heart heavy for innocent souls lost. Shot down for no crime. Oh!

When Ross Langdon and Elif Yavuz both walked into Westgate on that fateful day, little did they know that it was to be their last moments together. To die in love, killed by savages with hate in their hate — hate for humanity, hate for innocent souls. Such vile hearts.

Still, tragedy of tragedies. To die with a child unborn! Rest in peace, Ross and Elif, Canada, Australia and the rest of humanity bids you farewell. May Providence avenge you...

Hmm, I have nothing save a tale of tears and terror to tell, and I tell it with a heart heavy with sorrow — a heart heavy for innocent souls lost. Shot down for no crime. Oh!

When Prof. Kofi Awoonor boarded a plane for Kenya to honour an invitation to a literary festival, he knew not that he was to be one of the greats to be slaughtered on the altar of savagery, to be slaughtered in a pandemonium in which both great and small were to lose their lives. Oh, such uncertainty! Such senseless savagery.

Something has happened to us. A thing so great that we are rendered sorrowfully speechless. Is it Dzogbese who has treated us such?!
Rest in peace, Kofi. Ghana and the rest of Africa bids you farewell. May Dzogbese himself avenge you...


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