Haruna Garba

Gold Star - 5,041 Points (February 12,1958 / Dagauda, Bauchi State, Nigeria)

I Won't Sing A Song - Poem by Haruna Garba

I won't sing a Song,
lest I misguide the feet.
I won't sing a Song
about this unpleasant world-
unpleasantness at Hiroshima,
gore all over Jalalabad.
I won't sing a Song,
lest I misguide the steps.
I won't sing a Song
about this tragic world
Tragic plane crashes,
tragic capsizing vessels.
I won't sing a Song
if craftsmen will specialize in dynamite drums
and blatantly make fire spitting flutes.
Why should I sing if craftsmen know nothing
accept to make piano keys able to spew hazards?
Can't be so dumb as to sing
while craftsmen are busy making weapon drugs.
I won't sing a song
Knowing Napoleon had fought sixty battles
and the seismic Tsunami yawns from time to time
I won't sing a song,
knowing Tsunami as I do, a convulsive eater
and water all round, she will not stop to belch
Drums of dynamites,
fire spitting flutes,
pianos of long ranging keys.
These aren't my idea of music
so I won't sing a song


With Bleeding Kansas fresh in mind
and engulfing of the Persian gulf,
how could i sing a song?
I won't sing a song
when the refugees fleeing ambush of tigers
fall victims to the pride of lions.

Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow

Form: Blank Verse


Poet's Notes about The Poem

The world has been living life of sorrow so much so that all songs sung are mere ironies.

Comments about I Won't Sing A Song by Haruna Garba

  • Chinedu Dike (5/8/2016 1:59:00 PM)


    An insightful piece of poetry that laments the atrocities and calamities that is now prevalent on earth, written in beautiful poetic diction from inner recesses of the heart. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Haruna. (Report) Reply

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  • Mohammed Dagauda Garba (4/12/2016 10:15:00 AM)


    The poet is in angry mood. He might have suffered anguish in the hands of a nation known of crocodiles wallowing in the bloody ocean of national cake and national interest.. THE POET FEATURED DISASTER AND HEROES IN THE FAST AND PRESENT, sing your song now you're equally the son of the soil, change has come! . (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Dagauda Garba (4/12/2016 9:58:00 AM)


    The poet is in angry mood. He might have suffered anguish in hands of a nation known of crocodiles wallowing in the bloody ocean of national cake and national interest.. IN COMPARISON TO THE FEATURED DISASTER AND HEROES, your country emerged as a model for you might have seen such. sing your song now you're equally the son of the soil, change has come. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (4/11/2016 6:43:00 AM)


    Victims to the pride of the lion. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Dr.tony Brahmin (4/1/2016 4:11:00 AM)


    I won't sing a Song
    about this tragic world
    Tragic plane crashes,
    tragic capsizing vessels. bleeding, full o f pain and misery. sad and terrible memories of history of killing and demolishing. why should i sing. i will not.... very nice poem bringing in to the mind of the readers the crucial state of the nations now. tony
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  • Simone Inez Harriman (2/6/2016 11:24:00 AM)


    Such a profound, powerful write of the state of our world.

    'I won't sing a song
    when the refugees fleeing ambush of tigers
    fall victims to the pride of lions'

    Stunning...10
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  • Rajnish Manga (1/27/2016 11:35:00 AM)


    There is so much to lament about in the world of past and present that takes away all the joy of a sensitive soul, a poet and an artist. Thanks for sharing a wonderful poem.
    I won't sing a song / knowing Tsunami as I do, a convulsive eater
    Drums of dynamites / fire spitting flutes,
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    Mohammed Dagauda Garba Mohammed Dagauda Garba (4/12/2016 10:33:00 AM)

    There is so much to lament about in the world of past and present that takes away all the joy of a sensitive soul, Said poet Rajnish - - AGREED, that this poet might be writing from experience. i thus rated this poem as a metaphoric poem.

    Mohammed Dagauda Garba Mohammed Dagauda Garba (4/12/2016 10:24:00 AM)

    There is so much to lament about in the world of past and present that takes away all the joy of a sensitive soul, Rajnish Manga. this poem might be from experience

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Poem Edited: Monday, March 21, 2016


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