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EXIT ON A HIGHWAY
There come a heat wave,
then rain,
There come a heat wave
Then rain,
At the gallows spot
Comes a great biker
Who dives into the great axles
Of metals and tyres.
There come a heat wave
Then rain
There come a heat wave
Then rain
A socialite in the making,
Biking in the midst of
A cheering crowd,
Oo, hail the street master!
An inventor of a unique bike
Sounding so sour and bile,
Took quietude to the next gallows
Led by a poisonous energy.
A precious life has been snatched
Under a pressure point
skull left in pieces here and there
Guarded by two black tyres,
There come a heat wave
Then a rain
There come a heat wave
Then a rain,
Brilliant young man has descended,
Along uncharged gallows spot
Steered by our own comfort
That kept swallowing us.
The heat wave has gone
Taking along what it gathered,
Now is for the rain
To take its share.
There come a heat wave
Then a rain
There come a heat wave
Then a rain
There come a great biker of the road
Claimed by the road as a Soldier
And mourned by the road as Mubash
In a soulful moment.
Such are our roads!
These are our roads!
Claiming what isn’t sown by it
Without permission.
By Al LATIF Kambo-Naa
In memory of Mubash (Aka Street Soldier) whose sudden demise happened at the Wa airport corner through an accident on 8th August 2021.