Nigeria, June 22 -- Oh my Benue.

How far are we willing to go in letting politics divide us?

How deep must the wounds be before we finally say, "Enough"?

The earth in Yelewata is still warm from the fires. The stench of roasted human flesh still hangs heavy over farmlands once lush with maize. Over 200 lives wiped out in one night mothers, infants, fathers, sleeping families mutilated, charred, forgotten. A massacre so horrific, even the rains could not wash away the horror. Yet, here we are again, not in mourning, but in motion. Politicians have moved on. The state has moved on. And the dead? They remain where we always leave them unmourned, disrespected.

We move on too quickly these days. Grief has become a footnote. One moment, a t...