Backfire Poem by Haruna Garba

Single philosophy fixes the trick
that one needs a doyen to thrive
and in search of one, the fox emerges
with none to believe he could be a ware
marketable on high bid in world mart
Then just as the string is being pulled,
the flocks often get out of hand.
Monkeying here, goating there
Assault here, another there-
casual assaults uncalled for
and blame, the doyen has to take
be it so heavy as to break a pen