This is something we are not able to maintain these days,
Fancy feelings are in each step in vivid quantity;
Fresh air, fresh stream water, and fresh food are stopped from all ways,
Junk food products have come out with all their moronity...!
When I meet a known merchant of quartz to shop, lo, he says:
When I ask him for pink and when he shows me green or red;
When he argues with logic that only 19/20, no? Anyways…!
How can a lover of quality, ever, go ahead...?
Colors, starch, and chalk powder have been mixed with rare spices,
With sincere hearts, we should accept our errors, sincerely;
The tamarinds our folks in the south waste want of prices,
I purchase at high prices in the north, indeed, queerly...!
Body and mind should be pure for quality to conserve,
Heart and soul should connect too and work with every new verve...!!!
Categories:
moronity, life,
Form: Sonnet
TO MY MOM DADA ZOUWAIRATOU M YAUKI
THE TRUEST HAUSA-FULANI
The iron core of the whole family
She stands with the long rooster
First crow which tears up, praying, and
Goes on laboring till the owl grave hoots
Herald the veiling darkness and darkness
Is life, and might.
But also death and weakness.
The hoots made me feel so small when
A child, and think of mother to soothe me,
For I had fears, and my people's fears were
Forced upon me too.
Sorcerers!
Magic!
Backwardness!
Moronity!
Death!
The twain Angels
Of life after Death!
Dream of stars, my eyes fully open
To start
Away from my tiny world full of fairy tales
With the spider as the hero as running
From the ghosts
Oh, Allah! Lost before standing on my feet!
I like my mom and she likes me too.
She prays Allah to grant me success
And I ask Him to forgive her, for
She’s always been my surest support
Of course she hadn’t been to school
But was a school herself. Proud
Greedy reader, my friend, be sure that
She’s as divine as your MOST perfect mother.
Categories:
moronity, allah, blessing, childhood, culture,
Form: Free verse