By Ridwan Bello, Kaduna, Nigeria
How massive and tall are you dear
That the heavenly sky laid its body here
And the mother earth envies your richness
For all beauty behold your pretence.
Are you a mountain or a kind of it;
That trees, large birds, to reptiles home feet?
Though, man had no record to tale your myth,
That you alone had witness day and night.
So I climb furthermore so high I climb,
Putting leaves ten step ahead one to be snub
Will you tell me yourself or I do have to listen
To the malty strange, scary, song, sounding too thin
That the more far I go the more fear I breath.