The fear grips me
Deep-deep down my marrow
The Culprit?
A cassock deliverer confronts me
No-no-no I am a fair player – a lover
Gaitily I move closer
She groans still in horror
But curse nobody, not even me
I hear push-push-push
I say push-push-push
Oh-oh I share in the sorrow
But only her, only the sacrificial lamb
I pray-pray till tears fail me
My manliness and visage betray me
The contraction must be over
My muscle twisted, the legs trembled
Then like a rainbow he bolted out with his
Ear-piercing shrieks from the butcher’s slab
My majestic African prince from the womb
Yes-yes I am the victor, macho man
Of responsible men’s club
An automatic PTA member
I swagger in fantasy
The honeymoon must go on
For now and the future
Until the arrival of a full team
To honour my sacrificial lamb
This poem by Yushau A. Shuaib was written on the birth of his first child on March 29, 1996
Abdullah S. Olorin
To God Almighty be the glory as I can view this web page and see how wonderful ALLAH Has blessed ibn Imam Wa Lagaka. After reading your article of : ” Self censorship and security reports” in THISDAY Newspaper. I therefore, say as follows :الحمد لله قبل كل حال ؟ الحمد لله على كل حال ؟ الحمد لله بعد كل حال ؟ الحمد لله رب العالمين