I weep for thee; Tied to the stake Beside the burning flames And heavy metal pots. I weep for thee; Soon to be offered As a betoken of our worship To the Creator. Here comes thy crucifixion, Which takes not thy soul But that which is flesh in thee– For...

Alhaji, that ram is not for you alone! I’m watching you, waiting! Don’t let me change my pleading tone! … I saw Musa and Rahman last night They were not alone: A pair of horns struggled in the moon light. So when the bleating ceases in your yard And Hajiya’s...

I was held by throat And led To the slaughter slab, With a slap on my back! “Mee! Mee! Mee!” I cried out loud But tears won’t come! I know, it’s finished! I was bound, Hands and legs. And the serrated cutlass Shone on my face. My stubbornness fled. Alas,...