If I am the indispensable dust,
I’d throw up any lifeless flesh
That gets interred inside me.
If I am the unwavering wind,
I’d cease my daily escapades,
Probably retire for a jiffy.
If I am the ever grinning sun,
I’d just repress my effervescence,
So that my rays won’t be mocked.
If I am the indolent moon,
I’d stop coming, and go on sabbatical.
And thus would begin famine of sleep.
And If I am the bloated clouds,
I’d give alms out with my downpour,
To other arid planetary terrains.
Author: Thaalith Abubakar Gimba
Thaalith Abubakar Gimba, born on 12th September 1995 is a young poet and short story writer who resides in Minna, Niger State. A graduate of Ahmadu Bello University, Zaria. He’s a chap who has a penchant for reading and profoundly loves writing. Writing is a hobby that defines him. He believes that writing can become “a means to liberate yourself from your personal conflicts.”