Wording You May Call It A Poem Poem by Dr. Ibrahim Lawal Soro

Why I needed not to be dirty
With my foes
On duty should be my heart? !

Why I have been hated for my art
And I forsee success in the hand of time? !

Why I recklessly write my pain
On a board of fame that will tirelessly come?

Why I cry for their sins
For mine I bleed a blood of regrets?

Why I read in the book of sense
That I sense with the nature of words?

Why I love with my heart
For a reason I don't know? !

For a countless whys
I mute myself about an issues I don't know!