She comes slowly as a newcomer
Knocking on the door, only to open
And host a strange stranger, but she comes
You can’t disagree, but to resist.
She knows no champion, sick or children
She visits whoever comes in her head
And by daybreak, she’s the winner
As she drives persons to do hard work.
All this while, she’s not quiet
As she drives men into crimes
No hero can stomach or hide her
Since attention is her daily meal.
To know her is to defeat her for good
But she’s a hanger and a banger
She steals millions of people’s peace
And laughs at them as they toil.
She’s brave enough to attack politicians
And they spread for her a red carpet
As we gnash and wail and scream
Because we can’t quieten her urge in time.
She’s settled right in our bellies
But we can’t brag about satisfaction
Because we have no food to quieten her.
Read – Some Days We Left Behind – A Poem by Lawal Ibrahim, Nigeria
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