All the way from Benin, a grasshopper stuck to
the wiper of a vehicle bound for Kano. I
wondered why it refused to stop at Kaduna– to
play in the fresh and green grasses near Zaria.
Why didn't it hop into the lush forests of Lokoja,
to sniff the sweet air surrounding the confluence
of river Niger and river Benue? I still don't know.
I am still wondering. On getting to Sabongari
park, Kano, the driver stopped finally– his final
stop. A redneck lizard climbed the car screen
and ate the grasshopper. I am wondering
why.