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Do you know…? Do you know that this last attack was shamelessly tagged a “reprisal” by these merciless men payback, they claimed, for the death of their brethren whose bodies were discovered on their own terrain at night. Yet without evidence, without truth, they quickly placed the blame on the innocent Christians of Dorowa Babuje, the nearest community to them. But do you know the painful truth? That very terrain they speak of is a No-Go Area for Christians even in broad daylight. Believers cannot pass through it safely when the sun is high in the sky let alone sneak into that place in the darkness of night. How then could Christians have entered a land crawling with armed killer herdsmen, carried out such an act, and left without anyone noticing? Do you know what truly happened on February 22, 2026? Killer herdsmen descended on Dorowa Babuje like wolves upon helpless sheep. They surrounded the community with evil intent burning in their hearts. Their first victims were five innocent men at a roadside shop along the federal road. Those men were not soldiers, not fighters just ordinary people trying to survive another day. The attackers slit their throats, and in an act of horrifying cruelty, blew open their skulls. Five lives gone in an instant. But their bloodlust was not satisfied. They pushed deeper into the community, spreading terror like wildfire. Four more people were brutally murdered, and many others were left wounded, bleeding, and crying for help. Only the swift intervention of the military forced the attackers to retreat. Had help delayed even a little longer, today we would not be mourning nine souls we would be burying over a hundred . Do you know something even more disturbing? Mahanga and Lukere have long been known as strongholds and camping grounds for these killer herdsmen. Yet, strangely, the military has not deemed it necessary to enter those infamous settlements to search for weapons or arrest the criminals hiding there. And do you know the cruelest irony of these attacks? After the blood dries and the cries fade, the families of the victims are left alone to carry their grief. No justice. No closure. Just silence. They return home to empty chairs, empty beds, and memories that haunt them every single day. Today, I looked into the faces of the people… and what I saw was pure pain and unfiltered agony. One of the men who was killed had a pregnant wife. He never lived long enough to see the face of his first child. That woman will soon give birth, and one day she will hold that child close and whisper with tears in her eyes: “Your father was killed… by herdsmen.” What kind of world forces a child to grow up with such a story? Today, many Christians feel like chickens in their own land defenseless, hunted, and abandoned. And the question that echoes in our hearts is this: How long will this continue?