I hope to give
Receive
Feel needed and loved
To entrust my legal seed
Into safety her womb’s
The noon sun is less fiery
Than love’s dreams
Flooding orbits of my soul
Naira scorned my love
More genuine than genuine itself
My muslimah
Of the melodious laugh
Rainbow to contented devoted love
Islam the flavour
In sauce of my life
Kabiru A. Muhammad
EDITOR’S NOTE
Originally published in Citizen on 18 Jan 1993, p. 49. This diplomatic transcription preserves the wording and lineation visible in the archived page.