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Wednesday, October 28, 2009

SMOKE

From the blazing flames of the pipe
errupt clouds of smoke
that ride in the air
like a bevy of birds

"Dan Iska"*! they shout
but I look at him in striking emotions
my resentments
flapping it's wings in the breeze of pity

*"Dan Iska"- In Hausa Language, means rude and stubborn

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