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(7)Poems>Noyon Ahmed
TODAY IS MARKETDAY

Today is marketday. Father will go to market. 
He will purchase salty pleasures and one kg desire.

Take this bag, daddy. Come back filing up the bag
With tolerance and dedication. It is many years we did 
not eat
The fire of the middle class family, the sprout of fresh 
wind.
Having eaten only pains, we have made our bellies suffer.
We will no more fill up our bellies with frustrations.
Daddy, come back carrying one kg promise well-wrapped 
By sunrays.

Why will we have ill warmth at our breakfast? Carry the 
morning 
As red as the wings of a red cock. Carry from the market 
some soft afternoon
And a woven night. Be careful whether the tailor has set 
the button with it.
At last when you purchase will, taste whether it is 
nutritious.

Today is marketday. Father will purchase organic warmth.
Translation: Sayeed Abubakar
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