Abubakar Abdulkadir

Dear Mr. Distance,

I have a soul across your seas.
When she shall set out
...

I lent my heart to the finest breeze,
Sat my soul upon the stillness of its
wings,
And wandered far and wide-
...

The compact city of bustling calm
where colours of diverse cultures and ancient tribe
tread to form the rainbow that festooned her roof
...

Before the fete of my birth,
life forced it's fiendish fingers
into my feline eyes
and stud my light with
...

Smokes rises from our yards
Yet our yawns stretches for miles
I have seen barns erected
But were brim-filled with naught
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Captain! Captain! ! A century on this sorry stretch,
Still the shore cloaks in the deep of the horizon.
My condolence to our coughing boat.
We sailed and sailed on reoccurring miles
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These tears pinched from my poetry shall never slack;
They are the tears of roses rooted in black bricks,
They are the tears against the laughters of leeches
Flaunting kegs of brewed blood,
...

Remember the youth durbar
When you twist yourself
Like salted worm
At the blaring of wonderous drums
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Our footprints are young markings
On the damp earth of Anguwan Daji
This is where the wind whistles
And whisk away our destinies like worn foliage.
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By the stream in the meadow
Sat a belle jeweled in sparkles
Relishing the smiling serenity
Her hair billowed like a cascade of confetti
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I have witnessed the discolouration of the rains
That triggers the treeing of my Africa
I have seen the bittering of brews
Tapped from the proud breasts of her palms
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Dawn sprawls softly on your eyelashes
Adaobi of immeasureable beauty
Your desire trees in me like Africa
In the heart of Nelson Mandela
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Where God spreads His mat and sit
On fine stretch of green weeds
And songs blare from sagging yards
Sonorous
...