Agony of River Niger

AGONY OF RIVER NIGER. These morning as the cock Crocks In need of tasty quality maize Not minding a truck load, No hipped infected grains Mounted by the new cross Road, The river is infected with Small pose, That blocks many infants Nose. I fetch the black spots Into my clay pot, A single effort for dust Not to overflow, I understand so many source Forms up her liver, Presently she’s huge to The collar bone, Let me extinguish this Fever, The speed is like a thunder Boat. Few cups to waste Wouldn’t dry up her sliver, Its the same again Nobody wants to be told. To achieve mirage Is the principal, She quardinates other Teachers To illuminate as crystals. I bite my finger, A pretty sister Without slippers, Now this lime taste bitter. I will capsize beautiful ships Filled with blisters. River Niger is a believer, I see the dirt escaping With no hindrance. Words will never come From peter, It’s a crime not to Get opposite of sinister, Every Ester we pray For glitters, At this time of Islam We scarifies the Huge rams, No more distance In changing ignorance To substance, Cleanse the trance on My land, Laughing to a dry tap Must end after this Chat. AKEWUSOLA HABIB.