BELT
GOOD OR BAD JUDGEMENT
MAY MY AMBITION BE FORGIVEN?
SILENCE
IF YOU BECOME MY BRIDE
Poetry Poem
DAILY DREAMS
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TELL HER
Tell her
That all men
Are made of bone
And flesh
And for every man
There is a grave
And that every night
Must turn to day
And that tongue
Is not only
Speech servant
It can taste
And that tasty
And untasty
Can equally
Quench hunger
And that all
Need to sleep
At night
As I do
And tag to each
Man there is a name
And to each
Enemy a friend.
And that he who
Lack today can tomorrow have
And time befriend
No one
And truly
Good is no enemy
To bad , neither
Bad enemy to former
And never can forgiving
Mean forgetting
Nor tolerating
Fearing
And that he who
Gives is hardly forgotten
And he that hold
Is easily forgotten
And that not known
To man
His mind
Is his worst enemy!
Tell her
And don't forget
To tell her
I do know
Eyes were made
To see
But they shed
Also tears
Ears are for hearing
Yet they alert the
Sense of man
To awake defense
She should know
The boy is the father
Of the man; and elder
Should couth the younger
And without doubt
Each parent
Were once fathered and
Mothered as we are
And each food was meant
For eating saved
Water that inherited
Many other functions
When nail is cut
Another sprout
To take its
Place
When time finds
The traveler comes
Home to rest
And journey there end
And by the end
Of the day
Chicken come homer
To roost
All these yellow
Leaves you see
Were once
Green
And this darkness
And thunder that ear
Hates and eye scares
You will one day desire!
Aminu M. Hussain
(23-8-1998.)
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