Treasure Island

Ibrahim Lawal Soro

(25 January 1988 / Zandam, Gwaram, Jigawa State, Nigeria.)

Little Bird


I thought you got the key,

Come now though,

To unlocked the lock,

Come now and then

I must write a poem

For thy praise,

Little bird!

Do not go alone,

Look upon the sky!

Soon i will paste thy

name,

Under a noble sigh

I saw a weep,

Under a hospitable shade,

There we met,

On an air

There is a net,

Little bird!

Do not loose

Your sight, alright

Gasp slowly then,

Rain a word of love

Since, you are poet,

Line up a huge lines

for me,

Though, in a war

Your pen is sword,

On a single rail

Your legs as a tail,

Before an authentic dawn

Your face is light,

Beneath your chest

The heart and art,

With your lovely

hands

My son is yours,

Little bird!

Am feathered now

Am strange

Like the dew,

Few are they

Now,

True lovers

Could not make

Deceitful beeps,

Little bird!

To fly i want,

To write i hope

To be a lighted-pen

Like those friends,

I dont know myself

But, a slave was i

Need paradise,

For it i does cry

For it holds my wife.

(dedicated to my faithful wife)
24 feb 2013.

Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2013

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