We fall asleep, under
The bright and blue

And, we are awake
With worst forlorness

In Kano, all our piektus
Are whining severely and
Our sight fluid, running
Torrentially on our cheeks...

Because, we can't justify
The darkness of that...
What had been done in
Infanticidal burial with
No hand to retaliate, and
Words to express and
Mouth to say and fingers
To indicate....

We stand glued all together
We are sisters and brothers
To seek a justice for mother
And the one who's a father
To bring back their feather

A young Hanifa she had gone
And the manslayer is still here

So,

We bow down to all,
Seeking, a justice call
For Hanifa, the tall...

To rest in peace forever