Fatima A.M. Takuma
Himma Int’l College
Minna
Niger State

Life

As sand passes through the hour-glass
So are our lives.

As rivers flow through the bridge
So is the flow of our lives.

As trees grow tall,
So do our lives get as tall.

May my life be like the sand
Passing through the sand-glass
Like the river flowing through
The bridge
And as trees grow tall.



My Angel

I can’t see you
But I know you are here.

I hear every word you say to me
I smell your breathe in the air

I know you watch over me
I wish I could see you
To let you know
you are my Guardian Angel



Almajiri

In the rain, he wanders
Unhealthy and unkept
Over his head, the roof takes flight
And no food for sustenance

He roams the street like a goat
With no destination
Is he not our child?