Abubakar Abdulkadir Poems

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
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