To Gani (Human Rights Activist)

The traveller was back to the shore

Only to meet his ferry gliding away

Helped by the changes of the tide

And an ocean tears of bitterness

That accumulated while he was away

A Tribute to Dagrin

DAGRIN, a leader in entertainment gone so soon

From mother earth to the dark grave room

Emotions were betrayed we never thought you’ll depart

But we‘ve conclude to admit you’ve played your part

The Departure

In the still of the sleepless night

After the sun went behind the sky

And the horizon clear of disturbances

With only the soft whispers of the dead heard

The general lay hidden in his tent dreaming

The Hangman

It shall to nobody be a surprise
That one day I, the hangman shall also die
In my hands the prisoners cry
Though I hate none in despise

My Mother

When times of glory were dead and gone
And days of perilous challenges are on
Who stood by me from dusk to dawn?
And never had me toil in the scorching sun