Monday, April 2, 2012

KANO. 23 JANUARY, 2012.

The sun in smoke was covered
as everywhere was in roars:
she placed her hands on aged breasts
and pictured it:
Kano: a city of rubble and death.

Then military's intervention came
making obvious the doom that lay forth:
the stutter of gunfire,
the muffle of orphaned cries.

That long- held- patient cry awoke:
looking upon his lifeless body
she said a prayer
'No mother should her son bury,
good lord, I'd gladly give my soul for his'