Bridges...

And far beyond the rocky heap
a tiny path, but where does it lead?
To the land of wonders, fear and mystery...
Oh! Whither do we seek?
Along the trail, there and we meet
the 3 princesses of Hope, Love and Peace...
With misty voice, kindness and ease,
they called unto us to a generous treat
"come pick some groundnuts and eat"
and on their faces a remarkable radiant glee...
Would I, however, acted the same way on the tarred streets?
Would I have ushered them into the tiled walls and the marbled fleet?
Would I have offered them a glass of milk or a plate of meat?
Could I have remembered to even gesture a disdainful greet?
...
Bit and beyond on the path of 2 feet
then came along the "Jacob" of the noble creed
"Lo and behold" he clamoured, "bend down and pick"
"Pick therefrom that which God has blessed"
"Eat therefrom that which you so everly wish"...
"I shall be your host" he savoured
"I shall be your guide until you depart and leave"...
"may we share your shade?" we eagered,
"may we take refuge therein where you heed?"
And with all pleasure he took the lead...
Thense a frail yet gleeful arms welcomed us to a room amidst blissfilled trees
The abode of the old pauper, and "Duna", his feisty barking geek...
There we ate the roasted sweet
and thence we drank the uncleansed yet icey treat
That which kills instantly the itchy greed...
...
Alas!
What do we seek beyond this mighty bliss?
And what could we offer in return for this majestic deed?
Fairwell to you oh dear old and kind pauper
fairwell to the shades of the heavenly breezy trees...
...
And a bit ahead lies the hamlet with a perfect serene
The inhabits of Jacob and his ilks, the benevolents and keens
And with a warm and hearty welcome they embraced us with ease...
Yet in their cheerful faces was enshrounded a grieving pain and a craving need
And beneath the tree whilst we await our leave
Meeting the old man whom dwelled the trains to "Umu Afiya" was delightful indeed...
As he spoke to us of the gone days of remarkable peace,
we ate and drank their sweet tubers and groundnut soup for free...
...
Thus...
Far and beyond we have found the link...
A "Bridge" of love and fulfilment
of fear and mystery
and of all that we seek...
The link that sets aside all of man's difference and greed
The link that places him in order of his benevolence and worthy deeds
A bridge of conscience, morals and hope
and all of humanity's needs...

So far and beyond
and our quest shall go long as we seek...
Far and beyond
and we shall get to discover the treasures hidden deep beneath the wavy seas...

Ibn Adam

The calling...

And if within you there is a calling;

A calling to which you owe a craving...

All you need is walk a distance;

The distance between you and happenstance...

And on your way you search an instance;

That in which you woke your conscience;

The conscience which negates all hindrance...

And whence your heart reverts its conscious;

And all your doubts drifts to oblivious;

And all your hopes regains its glorious

...

Alas!

Far you have walked the distance

Hence,

Listen to the fading voice of your calling

And turn to retrace your lonely trailing... 

There you shall find no harmful ailing;

For your conscience have found its maiden...

-Ibn Adam