Haruna Garba Poems

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
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Geese with oars,
fishes with paddles-
that is how they are born,
to give Wright a tip
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After looking gloomy
breathing hell and haze
at last is a pleasure
when it breaks in breeze
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The goners are back
Dead now four years back
The deceased ones are back to life
With renewed vigour, they're back
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Are they sworn enemies?
No, they aren't really that
Dost thou believe their ruses?
No, you shouldn't be this dumb
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Arms around good friends
Collieries in their mines
Rag fitters to their mess
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Weaning

Sweet, sweet, sweet mother
Are you really abandoning me?
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Tiger defiant to taming is!
Much as i soap soften her
Sign of concession exists not
Venture if i do to touch her
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The Originator was different
He wouldn't lie about anything
Money meant Nothing to him
So was tribe or typical lineage
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The Dust Had Settled Down

The rain has the heavens cleansed
The dust rose by us is pinned down
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