/NEIGHBOURHOOD
NEIGHBOURHOOD
A sprawling black tarmac broadway
Ply passengers and goods
Through its double lanes
Announces the nascent national boom
In agriculture.
And paraded pockets of rooftop designs
From glittering corrugated zinc sheets
The various colours of aluminum sheets
And the factory chimney stacks seen along the way.
Fulani herders wielded guns and sticks
As their cattle after a factory graze
To control cows which galloped across
Causing chaos as tyres screeched
From vehicles brakes.
Assorted blaring honks of vehicles
As diesel engines throttle zoom
Yet other noises the broth make
Complete cacophonous morning wake.
Our neighbourhood street
Through the woods
A snaky macadam trail
Traced from a fork on the highway
A rural scenery.
Every morning all wake
To a glorious day
From neighbourhood birds
Crowing, cooing, twittering, singing
Complete cacophonous morning wake.
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