Colonel Dawood Sulaiman Poem by Haruna Garba

While the towns are ours to yak inside
The battlefield is solely theirs' to defend
Otherwise lizards will lose their cracks

Where could he certainly be?
Where could colonel Sulaiman be?
At the battle front he always is
So says the guard at the threshold
Ignoring him, to boy's quarters I moved
But the boys said the same
Ignoring them, I moved to the living room
But the mistress said the same

At the forest's threshold did I find him!
And he said singer come to heel
Come to heel and explosion thou shalt hear!
Only do remember to go crawling

Pinned to the ground he fired shots
And anytime his tool had coughed
Snail-like, I had retreated into my shell