The Great Tears by Mustafa Lawal Maiyasin

The Great Tears by Mustafa Lawal Maiyasin

I wish we would have
A rain of mercy.
We should speak to the
Dead ones, -- the death have
Carried us along after you, our families
Are wailers and mourners.
We've lost our domiciles, our souls
Have gone astray.
Our siblings and relatives are scared,
They might get killed by murders,
Sooner or later.
We should write on leaflets, and hang on
The roads; we're all the victims of the death.
There's a time, a person might hope to die.
He would go to a cemetery, and wish to burry
There. Nobody would dust him, and lull him
To take him home.
He might ask when shall death comes?
I am blind from it, it's abstract let me know.
The good leaders have been soliciting for
Freedom and liberation. 
Today we are abandoned, we feels inferior.
We are desperate for food, the hunger starved us 
To death. The others are smashing on the road,
Looking for a safety. From where it all comes?
We're like slaves or beasts, the criminals
Get paid for their work, and enjoyed their lives
On the streets. 
We're exploited by the exploiters, not so called 'leaders' those
Are good servants who are ready to serve the humanity.

Mustapha Lawal Maiyasin was born and raised in Funtua, Katsina State, where his formative years were spent. He attended both primary and secondary school there. He proceeded to the Ahmadu Bello University, Zaria, where he is studying English Literature. He is a member of the Creative Writers’ Club at the university and of the Kaduna State chapter of the Association of Nigerian Authors.