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Saturday, November 18, 2017

An Aboki's Ode

We hit the streets for you
we garb ourselves in blue
we trim our hair anew
for our aboki, whose Deen is full.

This rout you never plied
to a garden you've always spied
for An hibiscus that never dried
indeed, our aboki never lied

You become a man today
your worries, blown away
your heart, glows at bay
for your half has come to stay.

This is for my Aboki
whose 'aye' was never 'nay'

*Hausa is a language spoken in Northern Nigeria. Aboki means friend in Hausa