I can’t find your face in this crowd
Darkness fills the void
It is injustice made by you
I can’t touch your hand in this crowd
War is the field
Darkness within
Darkness without
Your face covered in pain
You and I crave for love
I once heard your laughter
but that was long ago
so long ago that
I can’t make out its melody
I pray to hear it again
even its disappearing echoes
will soothe my heart.
Aisha Aliyu Bima
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