Rain

It was an experience in a village: Masamar Mudi, Bukkuyum, Zamfara State, Nigeria. There, I did NYSC in 2012.

Whilst on a one year sojourn in Masamar,

                    a bed of Og fell,

                    through aeon of faults and folds,

                    of undermining potential,

                    of art-like cultures,

                    through a financial rat hole,

                    through my ears,

                    a distant investment call sieved,

                    through cacophony of dogs and catfalls,

                    on Molotov’s frequency,

                    “Buy a woman,

                    farm a land,

buy a money making machine,

                    work in a baby making factory,

                    it is the way,

                    of a one-man business,

                    in "no man’s land"

                   

Reviews

[Wonderland Asylum]

Great word choice you're using!

[Alao Taiwo]

thanks a bunch