Tradition Poem by Haruna Garba

Tradition

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Moment my head arrived without
And when I had found my mouth
For some forty minutes I cried it out
New to its weather utterly i was
So this first got lodged on my ROM
Soothing mother's hugs went same
And so were those father's ways
Easy to delete stuff on machine ROM
Most difficult to wipe nervous store

Tradition
Tuesday, January 14, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: science
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 17 January 2020

Muse of mankind on earth! ! Traditions. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Kingsley Egbukole 14 January 2020

Nicely composed. Interesting. Thanks for sharing

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Haruna Garba

Haruna Garba

Dagauda, Bauchi State, Nigeria
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