Abandoned Tears, a poetry by Abdullahi Aisha

Abandoned Tears

The awe for happiness stood still,
As solace look far away from their souls.

Human fleshes were served as food of the nation,
And were flourished in the hands of deceit,
Tears rebirth itself within its shade,

The call for mercy were dancing to the rhythm of happiness,
As deceit kept playing around the bush.

Vanity seems the only invisible that become visible,
It breaks their path – that was impregnated with temptation.

The tears that was abandoned were cooking depression,
they consume the peebles of sadness,
Poverty entice their lives with the best charming trick,
like a hungry lion does to flesh.

Aisha Abdullahi, a poet and  spoken word artist from Katsina, Nigeria.