When everything taken away

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Created on January 24 2026

By ยากูบู้ โอเจปามั่น

The Story

6 days ago

When Everything Is Taken Away

I am just a human being.

I never wanted to harm anyone.

I never wished suffering upon others.

Yet here I am—standing in the ruins of what used to be my home.

My house, my neighbors’ homes, my memories—destroyed by war.

Explosions, bullets, fear.

In a single moment, everything was turned into dust.

Now we live in an evacuation center.

No home.

No belongings.

No sense of certainty about tomorrow.

Sometimes I ask myself:

Why me?

Why my village?

Why innocent people who only wanted to live in peace?

I wonder if I am being punished.

If in a past life I committed sins so great that I must suffer now.

If God is teaching me a cruel lesson through loss and pain.

But I am not a soldier.

I am not a criminal.

I am just a person who wanted a simple life.

It feels like the world has forgotten us.

Like our tears are too small to matter.

Like our suffering is invisible.

Yet even in this darkness, I am still breathing.

Still hoping.

Still human.

And even though everything seems lost,

I pray that one day

our pain will be seen,

our voices will be heard,

and our lives will be rebuilt

from the ashes of what was taken away.

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