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.
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