Hes not Hafeez


My sister had a boyfriend called Hafeez

He’d come to the house once or seven times a week

They loved each other that I know

I wished to have that someday I thought so
They’d be in her room laughing for hours

That should be no sin I guess

At least not ours

And then he’d go home and she’d still be smiling
One day it rained

And my sister cried

When I asked she said

“it’s over, Hafeez left”
She never smiled again

Not even at a joke

She stopped giggling

And took nothing but coke

One day we went out

And she met another boy

A handsome one I must say

She smiled for once in a very long time
He took her number and said he’d call

He did call about seven times or more

But she didn’t pick up instead she smiled a sad smile

Showing no teeth then she said

“He’s not Hafeez”

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Pencilmarks and Scribbles Magazine was founded in 2017 by Clara Jack to be a home for African writers, asking them to come as they are and giving them room for growth. The publication aims to give back to the Nigerian Literary scene for the things it has given us.