Complaint Of A Poet Poem by Rubaba Mmahajia Rahma Sabtiu

Do not miss this point
As stated by the poet
Shall we meticulously pray?
Till our hairs with age go grey?
The leadership has gone stale
And that is not a tale
The poets complain
Is the issue not plain?
Talks may be cheap
But words could be deep
Nevertheless our hope is the youth
They are the boot
With it we shall march forward
Never looking backward
Fulfilling our yearnings
With our little earnings
Bettering the leadership
Strengthening our relationship
With Him who owns change
Our prove to Him that we want change

RMRS (June,2014)