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“Eid Mubarak” — A Poem by Abba Ali Yarima Mustapha

Mba, mba, the rams communicate,
Our eyes view them as barbecue and pepper soup,
Our new clothes look all shiny,
The snacks we have made look yummy,
We march to the mosque like troops ready to conquer a kingdom.
But right now, others are slaughtered like rams and their blood are allowed to kiss the soil,
Their bodies are shattered all across by bombs,
Their families grieve with heavy hearts as they look for white clothes to cover them.
Others don’t dine, wine and look fine,
So share the love during this day,
pray during this day,
chant peace during this day,
Let every “Allahu akbar” we say be the end of Boko Haram and other terrorists and their sponsors.
Let the nightmares of the innocent souls they took haunt them to the ground.

Eid Mubarak.

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