I Didn't See That Weightlessness Coming Poem by Haruna Garba

In an open place
His uncle dag a hole
A pit five meter deep
Which a toilet, it was meant to be
But still waiting for roofing to come

Unaware, an intruding hyena had fallen in
So a son of the house invited a friend
And together they came to explore
Young minds being full of quest

Making the discovery, they stood to chat
To chat about the bad luck of the brute
And as they chatted and chatted on
A germ of idea fell in to the friend's mind
So he maneuvered himself behind the son
And finally pushed him in to the hole

No sooner had the son ended his fall
He swept the hyena and threw it out
What had given him the power and courage
In God alone the knowhow vests
And when he was finally lifted out
These were his very words:
That I didn't see that weightlessness coming from her