Khadijah Abba (JSS 3)
AbuTurab International School
Minna

Tears

Oh! Tears
Running down my cheeks
Let me sit down and think

Oh! Tears
Only if you will
Run down my cheeks
And not tear my soul
I will love to see you



The Food Hawker

She sets out
At the break of day
To hawk and trek
In thunder, she hawks
In rain, she hawks
Such is her life
Such is her pain
Little food hawker
In tattered clothes