Bello Hamisu Ida

(18/05/1984 / Katsina, Nigeria)

Why Death


Why you took away my queen?
If I can ask, I will query death
Why you took away my queen? Death
I subbed, I for eternity cry why? Death
You took the soul of my heart, Death
One and only gentle in my kin, Death
Striking in her heart, light in her pace,
Attractive words in her mouth, death
Fine exploit mirror all her kids, death
Why? Please, why you took the queen?
She is the most adored sista I ever have,
Most beloved mum I have in whole world,
You don’t care the love, the kids, the relation,
You just took her away, to her internal house,
I wish you will take me with sympathy Death

Submitted: Monday, February 17, 2014

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I wrote this poem for the remembarance of my beloved sister Late Hauwa'u Hamisu Ida

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