Family Victim Poem by Haruna Garba

My neck stunted in its growth
I vied the peers with bull ones
As passion roared its furnace
My daring tongue began to toll
A push over 'ight spring perchance
And as they always emerged at last
One did that I couldn't shake off
Such a bluff that couldn't be called
It had found its blind counterpart

That was the beginning of woe
Stuck i am to spine-twisting burden
To rid seemed beyond this life time
Just as the cookies would crumble
No caution, passion had taken hold
And needy i 'ight be beyond life
Here is the skyrocketing family
Here're wares always reshaped
But income a dreary, weary affair