Haruna Garba

Gold Star - 8,316 Points (February 12,1958 / Dagauda, Bauchi State, Nigeria)

No Referee, No Umpire - Poem by Haruna Garba

Such wide playground
The street is a place of fun
Ground to rebound our rolling ball

Such wide playground
The path is a place of joy
Ground to swing about one's lash

No referee, no umpire
Great is a free game
So let me pull hard my catapult
Heavenwards let the pebble ascend
Till half holds it short of the clouds

No referee, no umpire
Let us play hide and seek
On this five feet millet field
And then play one legged race
On this field full of bean blooms

Not spared even by the monkeys
Such a great idea it is
Off if we go to the open orchards
No fun surpasses grandpa's strides

Frisk one, frisk another
Let's make a little discovery
Might be the nuts are ripe
Oh, such groundnuts maiden blooms!

They are in the labour market
Sleekly co-opted for their mischief
Ready against gate crashing
You've received a little surprise
Ready against frontal attack
You are done for through a first class guile
You've swallowed the hook
Bait done in fish your breed
God knows when it will come out

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Comments about No Referee, No Umpire by Haruna Garba

  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (1/31/2020 5:15:00 PM)

    Free game! ! !
    Free minds at play.

    Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 4, 2016

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