Poet-Today | Hafsat Abdullahi |

Our Arts-Muse Fair Poet-Today's love for her fatherland is unmistakable. We see this in her laments of the state of her nation. Senseless Heroes In just a day Hearts felt bitter, sunken and led astray Fathers have clumped their way out the city gates Singing songs and dragging sons along It is May! The rains have found a home among us and he is ready to stay Who then would plant our grains? Poor scanty fatherland running down its hay Brothers becoming brother’s own adversary Blindly following the path of a lost course They bought doomsday and Death is the price to pay. Returned We are back Thudding our way on the sore back of the aching earth It is our knack Generously inflicting oneself with flamboyant pains is our quest It is dark Hearts in dread yet glad. The earth is black And cold Tired of our aimless digging as if in search of gold. We lack Our sanity had betrayed us. Lunacy is our happy leader....