June 14, 2016 at 2:33 am

SUNSET IN ZARIA
Here I am
Behind the curtain of a nation
Trying to exit from uncertainty
Of time hard shell, of black tortoise
Who in the name of God
Hundreds of black garments float in air
Like tattered flag of bloody nation
Saying, “we are unarmed innocence”
And the killings, justification of one man
Crucify me little in your silence
They are my brothers
Whose way owns no letter in my diary
I am green and white