City, a poem by Ali Tijjani Hassan

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Ali Tijjani Hassan
Ali Tijjani Hassan

This is a city,

A place where a man and his dog treated equally by his co-resident,

This is a city,

A place where one has no name, no title, no sobriquet,

This is a city,

A place where people inhale carbon mono and dioxide as fresh oxygen,

This is a city,

A place where son unknowingly hit his father with his bike with no iota tolerance,

This is a city,

A place where deafening hoot make your nights disturb and sleepless,

This is a city,

A place where man cannot distinguish between day and night,

This is a city,

A place where an industries sewage their residues towards their community,

This is a city,

A place where everyone works in non-agricultural task,

This is a city,

A place where the lofty upstairs hide the horizon,

This is a city,

A place where a man doesn’t know who is residing at his neighbouring room,

This is a city,

A graveyard of social connection and interaction,

This is a city,

A place where people got respect by their wealth not by family, tribe, or religious sai.

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