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A DRIVE ROUND THE CITY
BY THE WORDSMITH

Dear anxious mind,
Let me take you for a ride,
round this city,
A city full of corruption,
bribery and other social vices,
Where the leaders are applauded,
in the international stance,
and condemned in their homelands,
this is because they have,
enough pack of lies
to cover up their tracks.

A city full of
different ethnic groups,
that are all united,
but through conflict,
they live like cats and mice,
or like the two great rivers,
River Benue and Niger.

Hey Mister Mind,
Can you see that school?
It was once flooded with students,
Till Perpetrators attacked,
And fled away with our girls,
The incapable government,
couldn't take action,
Instead it sits in wait,
For the 'Almighty' veto powers,

I lost my colleagues,
I lost syblings,
I lost a fere,
And also lost my close friends,
In that park over there,
They were innocent souls,
who were there on a purpose,
but they were all roasted on a go.

I can still remember then,
When this city knew no bombs,
where leaders worked selflessly,
while the president never danced,
while innocent souls got burnt.

Dear anxious mind,
this city is full of cruel scenes,
let us drive back home,
And get our holy books to our bossom,
and pray to the most high,
To restore our city to its default peace.

(C) 2014, Abdulbasit Wordsmith.

Love is almost a universal thing that exist between all creatures.
Either be it among human beings or among animals, love does exist.
This Love can be inform of love of parents to their children, love of
children to their parents, love of a boy to a girl as otherwise, the love
between you and a fere or the love between husband and wife. The
nature of the love would make it vary from the other. But it all aims at
showing care, affection and feelings to one another.
Being in Love is one of the things that took me so long to achieve.
When i say being in love, I mean an extra ordinary kind of love. I was
that kind of a guy who always gets shy when to talking to girls. You
can actually call me someone who has phobia for girls. But with the
fact that i do not talk to them doesn’t mean i don’t admire them.
There was that one Girl, Yerseerah, that I have always admired since i
was in Junior class in secondary school. She was a girl every boy
then wanted to have as his girlfriend or to be seen working around
with. She is fair in complexion, tall at a normal height, has long dark
hair that is very much appealing to the eye, she has a very sweet
voice that intoxicates the ears and sends a vibration to the spine and
the body as a whole.
I was deeply in love with this girl in such a way that whenever i see,
my heart skipped a beat, as a wordsmith, i have always wrote
wonderful creative letters just to woo her and take her off her feet. But
the letters end up worned out in my pocket or between my books. At a
certain point, the girl left our school and from then on we never met
again.
I Proceeded with my studies and there i was at Ahmadu Bello
University, Zaria. On a fateful day, i was at Frizzlers restaurant taking
my lunch, i was busy gulping up the plate of rice that was lying in
front of me when i heard a very sweet voice call out to me
“Abdulbaseet” the voice said.
As i raised my head up all i saw was a beautiful elegant girl standing
in front of me. She was certainly a girl i have never seen before. I sat
there wondering who these girl was but was puzzled. she noticed that
and she said to me, in her vernacular “Yerseerah ce fah.”…..