Haruna Garba

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

You Had Better Mend Yourself - Poem by Haruna Garba

You Had Better Mend Yourself
I stood before the mechanic
That fiddled with his tool
One moment an eerie sizzle
Another moment a croak
Faulty radiogram on the blink

I stood before the mechanic
That poked around with his tool
One moment a prolonged chirp
Another moment it was a gurgle
Sick radiogram at fit

I stood before the mechanic
That meddled with his tool
One moment a twirp
Another moment a spark
The true color of age

He was the tenth Trier
And that made me wonder
How he even thought he could
Mend this gagged gadget of ours
Hour after hour
Days after days
Only to be rewarded with some rumbling gut
Month after month
Here it lies a corpse
On your mender's shelf
You have only done more harm
To our initially blurting set
You had better mend yourself
Not what bumps, thunder and over-voltage
Have maimed to a stifling point

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 2, 2016



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