Poet-Today | Maryam Gatawa | The Arts-Muse Fair

CHANGE See My back is constant with ravages of time Look at my shoulders where the dust of yesteryears have settled See I am a series of phases allergic to boring sameness Look at my feet limping towards freshness giving no mind to originality Listen I am resilience I am change I STOP (After Paterson) I limp towards The headlights On paved road With dry shrubs By one side And blooming roses By another The road becomes- Two becomes four So I run Like hare But four becomes- Eight becomes sixteen Like in a mirror dimension So I stop And the sun Fell on my palm The imagined mirror shatters And the road becomes One sincerely, -------- Maryam Gatawa, pen name Meegat, is a young Poet and writer who live in Kano, Nigeria. She is a graduate of Economics from Bayero University, Kano in Nigeria. She is a human activist with special concern in...