We Are Dusts In The Air Poem by Alade Abayomi Idris

We are dusts in the air
Sooner, wind will stop
We will settle whence we came.

While in the air
Marauding and marauding
Let me eat the best food of the earth
And thereafter, wash my hands clean in the oceans
Drink to stupor, the greatest wine
From firm breasts of young women
While the mother moon plays with the stars
And the sun gallops in the horizon.

We are dusts in the air
Marauding and marauding
Sooner, we will settle whence we came.