Colour of Giving by Maymuna Musa

I digged a hole

And put in it a seed

Quarter as well whole

With a smile, I hope it be no weed

 

Maybe then, it will grow green

 

I strive, I sweat, I sow and then I till

To make a dime or at least a penny

And even still

It’s all for little miss Jenny

 

Maybe then, she will for me blush blue

 

Beads around my waist felt my pain

From my spine down to my feet

Our cries entwined, the Symphony was unique, that of the new born and mine was a gain

Now his heaven lies under my feet

Maybe then, humanity will feel fortunate

 

Today, I will give you the world

My heart, body, soul and I will continue to strife

As commanded by Allah, our lord

Fulfill your rights, of love and more of life

 

Maybe then, we will together have heaven

 

The little lad asked, “what color is it?, if you don’t mind”

I told him the truth, “it’s that of your smile and that of peace”

“You are beautiful” he said,  “though I’m blind”

And this is my peace.

 

Maybe then, this is it.

 

blind boy

 

 

Bio

Name: Maymuna Musa

Creativenaija handle :munabella

Page: http://www.creativenaija.com/members/munabella/

Brief bio :I am a final year student of biochemistry in alhikmah University, ilorin. I like to read and write. It’s a hobby.

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