Abubakar Abdulkadir

Rookie (21 March,1995 / Niger State, Nigeria)

Your Price, My Debt - Poem by Abubakar Abdulkadir

I will farm acres upon acres
enthrall in a frowing sun
or sell my bearded rams
and my tubers

Tell me what call your price has made

In my heart you are hutted
and roses i have watched wither
in long lust for water
I won't wait on rain to shower
when i can ply through the sharp teeth
of our dark forests
to fetch you rich water
from the vast of the Niger's

Tell me what call your price has made

Why would i let you in market
for the highest bidder
when i can toss my strenght around
and fetch the price you desire

Tell me what call your price has made

I do trust the likeness of our blood
firm like the devine forces
bindding heaven and earth together
But i won't bank on it to speak

Tell me what call your price has made

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Comments about Your Price, My Debt by Abubakar Abdulkadir

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (10/9/2013 8:57:00 AM)

    In fact poem is beautiful but the theme is either about money that paid to woman while proposing to marry perhaps truth about it is known to you better thank you dear Brother Abubakar (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013


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