First Stage First. Poem by AbdiSaber Yusuf

It was a night,
Lights were bright,
And more people
Came around the maple,
The heart could never stay
Calm and it was like ‘’make the hay’’,
Sahra took the mic and
Called me for next and
I have seen everyone staring
Like I’m the hamlet transferring,
It was a cold without a coat,
Just with that cup of art,
It was ironic.
Look at me not but
The lines I’m about
To go and say
And you will see the array,
It was a night like the first,
First stage like the thirst,
Everyone was eager,
Lines and words rhyming
Romantic and love,
It was when they dove,
‘’This is a rainfall
Not the snowfall’’
I replied but,
After the shutter opens
And Musawi snipes,
It’s the first stage first.

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