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RHYTHM
Taking a loop glance Amidst futile family; Impulse a child to dance On the wing of sorrows – so unlikely. He leaped into the lines But rooking brothers gnaws his eyes To lick the bitter limes Of realistic home & not falsifies; Father is a valley of tales & durst of words Impregnating mother from the sip of syllables. Sisters, swim in the ocean of rapist like toads And brothers are gelignite, placed on the table Astonishing both lads & adults, unstable. Behind drum of screams There're children rhyming on its realms. They sip wine of play & dance then But they're now lost, drooped & mourned Like broken ocean, yet overflood With the heartaches bearing them unload.
BLIND SIGHT
(In the dark night, I seek for a star) The sun bubbles within the hat Of blurry sky... There the night cast Its nest on the gloomy tiles. The earth died in lust Mountains & hills are ripples break into pairs & there appears the crimson nightmare With its beak sprouting men at lost I tinted my tongue with light expression & pour image of the star With all fury perception Now I am here in the ring of lust to seek with mouth ajar.
MISCONCEPTION
I wonder if father's hat & cap Haven't carved him asleep. He ringed souls at loss of peace, Children amidst ocean of tears & drum of screams, & cupped men's deer unmotioned, Bottling sister's hairs in an empty bowl of rariya* A startled child at split of hunger Learned life is as beautiful as laburnum. He legged on for mother's help Whose liefs mouthed emergency. Now he eyed her; Placed at the torment of bonfired dragon. Another child renders grandmas' poem An imagination, whose stanzas are dyke of tales, Now it has swallowed him a line. Oh; where else could a child seek meal If not from dilapidated mouths Filled with momma's stenched kisses? Oh; where else could a child find rest If not to relied on nightmare's tummy? Since brothers has gone to worship death Aggravated with malignant confusion On what to account the ancestors.
WINGS OF DEATH
The hyenas had carried tooth & placed it to a bonfired pestilence. Whose broken bones collide with politics & formed a Pseudonym dragon. Her name mouthed its founders firstly & flows into the womb of innocent hyenas, Assassinating lives & economic. In this poetry She knows power is her title Whose noxious words are convulsions. Her face held a distance Deeply into lioned chalet & here; the hamlet of black tigers. Now she kicks her spreadness & sprayed Round the globe through soil & oceans. Then she left her tail for domesticated hyenas & loop for a visit. As she leaped her leg unto The jangle of dispirited lions; Her dancing wings found a dwelling And friended millions of victims as neighbors. Now the quorum queued in the hampered shrine Before God of our dissimilar faith .
WAS SHE CREATED TO BE SO?
(The Girl Child) The silence wears silencer In mouth words lie tabula rasa And heart was closed, unwashed And the motive crashes Then the golden dreams corroded at hearts. On tray pestilence resides Suffocating her soul In exchange of knowledge with illiteracy Inspires by the devils set as guide Claiming to be parent but pirate Of her dreams. Yet, our frontiers Speak no action In succor to her corrosive scene. I dreamt when I laid down in search Of solution At the night of my sister's memories. On the dream where I oversee Hands of man Raises to clutches the curb Of the devils parenting seeds. For her motivated chance To dances In the pedagogic voyage. And the potential they ride wasn't cuddles Until the inherit epidemic has crumpled.
Abubakar Auwal is a bilingual teen poet, playwright, essayist, movie actor, graphics designer, storyteller and also a spoken word artist born in Minna, Niger State, Nigeria. He is a member of The Poetic Collective (TPC VIII), a library caretaker at Hill-Top Creative Art Foundation and a founding member of The Young Nigerlite Spoken Word Artist (TYNSWA_1_). Abubakar’s works have been published or are forthcoming in Teen Lit Journal, Synchronized Chaos magazine, Hello Poetry, LILAC Journal, Poetry.com, Words Rhymes & Rhythm, Art news.com.ng, Al-fijir MSSN magazine, New Voices Magazine, California Poppy Times, IJAEM journal, Flower Song press, Boundless 2023: the anthology of the Rio Grande Valley International Poetry Festival and elsewhere.
