Hey @British_Airways you cancelled a flight from LHR today leaving a female child who’s a minor travelling on her own with no support. There are no hotels available and you’re telling her it’s not your responsibility to feed her or give her accommodation.. really??@KemiBadenoch
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
THEY ARE STILL IN CAPTIVITY!
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These are the names of some of the children kidnapped in Borno state on Friday 15th May 2026. We don’t even still have their complete names. But at least we have someone. Immortalize their names and ingrain their names in the minds of the people.
This one shook me to my core 💔
Nigeria has many ways of failing its people… and this is one of the cruelest.
Meet Gospel Uabari Kinanee. In 2007, he was just 14 years old. He left home to play football with friends and never came back.
For months, his family turned Rivers State upside down. Hospitals, police stations, morgues — they checked everywhere. No Gospel.
The search broke them. His parents sold their land, their property, everything they had to find their son. The pain and stress was too much. Eventually, both of them died from heartbreak 💔
The world assumed Gospel was dead too. Years passed. 18 long years.
Then in 2025, out of nowhere, his older brother got a call: “We found your brother. He’s in a correctional facility in Rivers State.”
For 18 years, Gospel had been locked up. A 14-year-old boy who went out to play.
When they asked for his case file, there was nothing. No charges. No court record. No reason for his arrest. Just a child… forgotten behind bars.
The worst part? Gospel lost himself in there. His mind couldn’t carry the weight. He doesn’t recognize his brother. He can’t explain how he ended up in prison. The boy who left home to play ball is now a man who can’t remember his own story 😢
How does a child disappear into the system for 18 years without a case?
How many more “Gospels” are wasting away in prison right now for nothing?
This is not just his story. This is a wake-up call for all of us.
Nigeria, how do we fix this? How many innocent lives are we still losing to silence and broken systems? Talk to me
#JusticeForGospel
It is already a travesty that schools are still operational in Nigeria, but there is nothing worth celebrating today as Children's Day.
I call upon you to bully brands and government organizations who intend to put out children's day posts.
46 children are still in captivity.
44 children and their teachers from Ogbomosho are inside the bush with kidnappers under the rain.
Today is Children’s Day 💔💔💔💔
Cold.
Hungry.
Scared.
Some are terribly sick already.
A child as little as one year old is in the bush.
Rain is now falling heavily every day 😭
While people celebrate today, some parents cannot even breathe properly because their children are missing.
This country has failed innocent children.
Please pray for those 44 children and their teachers.
May they return home alive.
Oyo is Bleeding
Kwara is Bleeding
Benue is Bleeding
Kogi is Bleeding
Plateau is Bleeding
Kaduna is Bleeding
Borno is Bleeding
Niger is Bleeding
Nasarawa is Bleeding
Katsina is Bleeding
#EndInsecurityInNigeria
By the way for those of you who are not aware, or maybe you are aware but you have forgotten, I just want to remind you:
When the terrorists went to Ogbomosho few days ago and kidnapped 45 people, they kidnapped 2 year old kids.
Read that again:
2 year olds were kidnapped.
2 year old little kids are currently in the den of terrorists, as I type this.
Just incase we have forgotten as a country. I want to remind you all again.
In whatever you do today, just remember that a teacher was beheaded after over 40 persons (including 39 students and 7 teachers) were abducted in a school invasion in Oyo state, and the Federal government is yet to say not to talk of do anything about it.
Same day, in Borno state, 51 children were kidnapped, with a significant number being toddlers aged 2 to 5 years old from a nursery school in Mussa, Askira-Uba LGA of the state.
Eye witnesses reported that the kidnappers used the children as human shields while fleeing on motorbikes, to prevent security forces from firing at them.
All of these happening in Nigeria. Not Syria.
It could have been families of any of us. The silence of the government towards these numerous cases of insecurity, is deafening.
This man was a mathematics teacher in Nigeria.
Not a fighter. Not a criminal. Not a threat to anyone.
He was a simple man who dedicated his entire life to teaching children. Every morning he walked into a classroom carrying books, lessons, and dreams for the future of young students. He spent years helping children understand numbers, solve problems, and believe they could become something great in life.
He was the kind of teacher parents trusted with their children.
The kind of man students respected and loved.
A man whose hands were made for writing on blackboards, not for carrying weapons.
But in today’s Nigeria, even a teacher is no longer safe.
He was kidnapped alongside over 100 innocent people and fellow teachers by terrorists. Families cried and prayed, hoping they would be released alive. Children waited for their teacher to return home safely.
But evil had already made its decision.
Reports say the terrorists saw a picture of him with a Bible on his phone. A Bible… the Word of God… became enough reason for them to take his life.
And then they slaughtered him.
Not in secret.
Not away from people’s eyes.
But in front of the very children he once taught in school.
Can you imagine the terror in those children’s faces?
Can you imagine young students watching the man who taught them mathematics being butchered before their eyes?
Can you imagine the screams, the tears, the fear that will follow them for the rest of their lives?
Those children may never sleep peacefully again.
They may never forget the sound of terror.
They may never erase the image of their teacher dying helplessly before them.
What offence did this man commit?
Was teaching children now a crime?
Was carrying a Bible now worthy of death?
Why take the life of a man who spent his years building the future of children?
Why murder a teacher whose only weapon was education?
Why destroy innocent lives while the world watches in silence?
Nigeria is bleeding every single day.
Christians are being persecuted. Villages are attacked. Pregnant women are murdered. Fathers are slaughtered. Mothers are left widowed. Children are becoming orphans overnight. Churches are filled with tears instead of joy.
Yet the world stays quiet.
If this was happening somewhere else, the world would cry out.
If this happened in powerful nations, headlines would never stop speaking about it.
But when Nigerians die… when Christians are massacred… when innocent teachers are killed before children… many choose silence.
But we will not remain silent.
We will keep speaking.
We will keep crying out.
We will keep telling the stories of innocent people whose blood cries from the ground.
We will keep demanding that the world pays attention until help comes.
Because silence in the face of evil only gives darkness more power.
“Their feet rush into sin; they are swift to shed innocent blood.” — Isaiah 59:7
And the Bible also says:
“Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.” — Matthew 5:4
May God comfort the children who witnessed this horror.
May God comfort the family of this teacher.
May God remember every innocent soul lost in Nigeria.
And may the world finally open its eyes before more innocent blood is spilled.
Look at the fear and pain written across this man’s face in the final moments before he was beheaded by bandits.
Tell me… is this how a human being is supposed to die?
What was his crime?
Was it simply trying to provide daily bread for his family?
He left home like every other Nigerian, hoping to return alive. He never knew the journey would end in horror, tears, and bloodshed.
At that moment, I can only imagine the thoughts running through his mind…
His wife…
His children…
His unfinished dreams…
His cry for mercy that probably never came. 😭
Our elders say the jollof rice served at burials tastes sweet until the fire is burning in your own compound. Today, it is someone else’s pain. Tomorrow, it could be ours if this evil continues unchecked.
And the pain does not end with him.
More than 45 innocent people are still being held in the forest by these wicked men. Some are only 4 or 5 years old. Little children who should be sleeping safely beside their mothers are now surrounded by fear, hunger, and terror.
For days, many of them have not eaten a decent meal.
Many have been beaten, tortured, humiliated.
And the women and young girls… only God knows the horrors they are facing in captivity. 💔
My heart breaks for them.
My heart breaks for the hundreds of students abducted in Borno State just days ago.
My heart breaks for the thousands of Nigerians trapped in kidnappers’ dens across this nation while the world watches in silence.
Nigeria is bleeding.
Families are crying.
Children are becoming orphans overnight.
Mothers are burying their sons.
Wives are becoming widows in a single phone call.
“How long, O Lord? Will You forget us forever?” — Psalm 13:1
But even in this darkness, we hold onto God’s promise:
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.” — Psalm 34:18 🙏
One day, this season of bloodshed and tears shall pass.
One day, God will wipe away the tears of His people.
One day, peace will return again.