Voice of Kamsonality

By Saeed Kamalu Bako I am the 21st century journalist I want to write with my heart not my hands I want to write with my heart not my brain For heart can be sympathetic And my hands could be influenced by subjectivity My brain could be influenced by pride. I want to write in a stream of consciousness My pen to put down a policy inclusive The piece will then touch all and not faulty Let me  proffer solution to all I see which is a menace Let me be the mouthpiece of the voiceless. They call me journalist of the 21st century That who is known for lies and subjectivity The harbinger of fake news so they named me With me they feel unsecured and unprotected. Is this me? So I asked uncountably I, I mean we are much more than a ready to change the narrative We will shape the  narrative that will change the media That media which at the end will change minds and then change the society And then freedom of speech will precede the well being of my hearthstone. I pledge to be the bringer ...

  Faizu Idris Ibrahim Ramadan being the ninth month of the Islamic Calendar, Allah commanded Muslim world over to fast from its commencement to an end. This annual rite is regarded as one of the pillars of Islam.  Allah says in the Qur’an: “O you who believed, decreed upon you is fasting as it was decreed upon those before you that you may become righteous."  The prophet Muhammad (S.A.W.) said:  “Islam has been built on five [pillars]: testifying that there is no god but Allah and that Muhammad is the messenger of Allah, performing the prayers, paying the Zakat, making pilgrimage to the House, and fasting in Ramadan.”  Thus, fasting in the month of Ramadan is an obligatory act of worship upon all Muslims men and women as required by the above Qur'anic verse and Hadith. When is Ramadan commence? Ramadan commences with the sight of new crescent by one or more trustworthy Muslims or after compilation of thirty days of the month of Sha'aban as  Aisha, the mothe...

 Was that the era of psyche reorientation? The past was my era of uncertain promiscuity Asking question on who was she  And when will she come to the fore? Was there something fishy when I shunned that fantasy? I saw myself in a Bermuda triangle, Protected by tri giant walls Behind those giant walls lies the ice princess I felt like dancing into the atmosphere Where I can get courage from the Angels  The ones i perceived they can be of help. Was it the theory of magic or luck?  So I asked myself. When I approached her I asked of my timidity Which seemed bio ethical. I feel like dancing into the atmosphere But still I made the man in me And recalled that everything is fair in love and war. The wind echoed her voice With it right hand  My ears was no longer in a vacuum state As it breaks the shield between me and my dream She was the star in my dream But I couldn't figure out the presence of a tale as in those dreams  So I named it my era of romance. Surround...

We are the Zamfarans The one of the north western Nigeria Establishment of the 11th century We own the Yandoto city, once a home to Bin Fodio We are the state created by sani Abacha We are the creation of 1996 and decendant of the Caliphate The home of Hausa, Fulani and Gobirawa The ones who shares border with Niger, Kaduna, Katsina and Sokoto. We are the Zamfarans The ones who hold farming as our pride We mine Gold which is also precious We are the ones who live at the tropical Area of my Home We farm cereals and Legume They named us home of Sharia We are the Zamfarans who also speak French English and Fulfulde. BUT We become the Zamfarans whose pride has been taken Replaced with kidnapping , Banditry and killings It is now a daily counting figures of lives lost Not of farm products which we happily count. We are the Zamfarans who are gruesomely uprooted from our home Ours is now an Emirate where threat of monumental loss runs through We become the Zamfarans whose women and kids will ...

If I were poetry, I will live my life to infinity For they named me food for the soul But the food who only feed the satisfied For an empty stomach value me not. If I were you, the isolation will be the source of my soul purification For I was caged in chains of loneliness  But technology exposes me to the world the more For it makes me survive in the global village. If I were world, I will eliminate the heartless  For the poor to have peace of mind But I will leave the history for the future to benefit For I changed not, my inhabitants does. If I were love, I will live my life twice For I put smiles in the minds of the vulnerable But never will I multiply for the wicked For they misuse me hypocritically. If I were culture, I will never infiltrate another For I will eliminate my kinds But will create unity in Diversity For they can't live without one another. If I were development, I will live sustainably  For only me can touch the downtrodden But will never open ways for...