Flux of State by Adamu Usman Garko

​FLUX OF STATE

You were not naked thirsting for rain
When they led you to the night
Stripped off your flair beauty until  you looked weary
& fragile-white, as the snow
Until they discovered you would search for a home
In their frail bulb city - they bought you without price
& you could not remember your mother earth
Since they fluxed you a mother to white boy
You were not made of stones or deaf
But they took you to silence village
Until the sun's sweat wetted every part of you
With strapped plasters gummed on your mouth
To hanker you with a strange zeal 
To cease you quenching from your labour
And today another you woke up from fresh dawn
You look at history every day 
And see how you were a waste yesterday
And thank God today is glad to have kept you
Away from preys and predators
With your flair nature-given gifts

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Adamu Usman Garko is student of Gombe High School, Gombe State. He is a poet, short story writer and essayist. Garko’s work have been published by several print and electronic platforms including but not limited to Blueprint Newspaper, The Arts-muse Fair, Poetry Planet, and Praxis Magazine.

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