Nabil Jibril

When the story shall be told.
I wish we would have enough time were we would sit and think which way to make our long love day.
Though by the road side.
I would love you ten years before the erosion, and you should if you please.

Love is everywhere
Let ours come in every season
One by one our love shall be a sweet song on many people's lips.
The true love we've held on to for all eternity.
The love which has grown to Everlasting one.

So when the story shall be told.
My vegetable love should grow
Faster than empire.
And more fast.

For when the story shall be told.
No matter whose love it shall report
Other men shall be at the end.
And rest their proud love on dust
Till ours reign to prestige
Because your beauty shall no more be found.

I can't get close to her because of her class and beauty.
Her beauty arouse my emotions.
But! But!! But!!!  She cannot give me her attention as I'm not her class.
The first time I called her name she answered hello and the rhythm of her musical voice swept me off my feet.

For a moment we were the best of earth's tenants. The entire world counted nothing when I was with her.

Now she has gone far from me.
I can't bear her absence anymore.
The smelling of the scent of her perfume continues to hunt me day and night.

We both took a vow to be with each forever.
I am so in love with her
As I am overwhelmed with passionate desire from the start.

She suddenly changed,
Giving me new attitudes which I'm not used to.
I call her daily without response.
I had called for times without count yet my call was never returned
Days pass to week.

I called her with a lot of things on my mind.
Immediately she said the word HELLO everything varnished.
The sound of her innocent musical voice rendered me speechless.
I have to man up and tell her something comforting.
She said, she lost her Dad.

My love exist for her
I long for her
My nights are spent thinking about her
My strong feelings for love exist only for her.

I get jealous when I see her smile in the company of another.
All I ask for is that she looks on me with the feeling that prevails in my heart for her.

She can break my heart there after, but all I seek for, is a moment of love with her. Just for her.

For this love I live to die someday.

Just for her, only, FOR HER.

This is what YERWA  is all about
It is the uncrossed desert.
And the unclimbed hills.
It is the star that is not reached and the sun that never shun.
It is the harvest sleeping in the unplowed ground.

Is our world gone?
We say YERWA FATO.
It is a new world coming?
We'll welcome it.
And bend it to the hopes of men.

YERWA in my mind
A place where blood flood like water in the ocean
A place where innocent people are abandoned in so called IDP  camp.
A place where only those in government move around with their heads abroad and **** at home, as penned by P.O.C Umeh in his poem "ambassadors of poverty".

YERWA in my mind
Like a virus dangled into the nations.
My fear is for the safety of my brothers and sisters in the IDP camp.
Only the almighty can protect them. Our government is handicapped.

Government is saying people should stay at homes.
Who will feed the idps?
Who will provide their needs?
Who will come to their rescue? Who shall heed the droppings of their silent tears at night?

Let's pray for YERWA
let's pray for the IDPs
Let's pray for our dear nation
Let's pray!  Let's pray?!! Let's pray!!!

She says another time
Another time never comes
And the heart is helpless without her
The heart refused to lose itself elsewhere.

I ask for one breath,
One heartbeat and one look
She says another time
But another time never comes

She left me without a trace, without a clue.

When the sun set
I was filled up with joy
For I met a girl
Reading under a stair, unslings her books annoyed.

I was captivated by her scintillating beauty
I put my eyes on her
I saw her shining eyes like a mirror
Her movement, when she walk so stylish
Her voice so romantic when she speaks her musical voice.

Is she happy?
I find it hard to leave
As I am about to leave her at school
The joy on my face turn to tears
She sat down lightly
She sat not to cry
The tears of joy flooded on her pretty face.

My friends are hearty
Now I am lonely and weak
Did you find a place to rest?
A better place than mine?

Yes men, I rest so easy
I cherish my own sweetheart
Never ask me who.