listen carefully and you will hear the silent scream of animal whose homes are cut off by greedy builders listen carefully and you will hear The silent scream of animal whose parents are run over by careless speeds of vehicle drivers listen carefully and you will hear the silent screams of animals whipped by racers … Continue reading listen carefully
RISING WITH TOLERANCE Sometimes you are sentenced without guilt, yet you accept the pains. They cry without tears, yet you feel empathetic. You Fail without an examination, yet you accept the blames. They win awards without any competition, yet you don’t reserve your appreciation. You grow without food, yet they throw banana at you. They … Continue reading Rising With Tolerance
deep, deep into the coven Men gathered in black red chanting of loom doom to come Spiritualism shrunk and shrieked Enchantment of idols of life Chanting rumbles of voidness and tempest and hailstones and hell Devil’s advocates gathered in tears Demons gathered diplomatically Evils danced here and there Shakespeare’ spirit called out poetic Lines from … Continue reading Spiritism
outwardly calm,cooler than ice inwardly hot,head overheating lips quiet.mind speaking contemplating the best expecting the worst thought of death prevents me from living brain always busy prevents me from sleeping worrying over little things recalling every conversation analysing every outspoken words trying to figure out meaning where none exist .mind craves for peace yet can’t … Continue reading Overheating mind
Long ago in a distant land Land was left to his own fate Letting go of activities because of her ground Refuses to yield result talkless of reaching harvest A forgotten harvest The world left her to herself Like a book that left the shelf Let to self pity loneliness became pains As loneliness … Continue reading A Forgotten Harvest
Fully accustomed to customs of misfortune Children at war dancing one corner before wall With foul drums and offside melody in the pitch Glance her imported dish and hairstyle Glance the snow-like bedspread on her honey moon Even his fabrics are up to madness, I run! Figures in great house gem in black-markets Amnesia at … Continue reading Children That Scold The Iroko Tree
We are standing here in silence as she barks at us: ‘Can’t you hear me? Who took the…?’ I wonder who will do such a thing, though I do it once in a while. But in this case I am not the one, and I sure can’t be the one. It’s impossible for me to … Continue reading Who?
Binary is a term used to describe being in a state of one of two mutually exclusive conditions. Binary thinkers are individuals who classify any idea,concept or people into completely opposite group and in some cases labels one group positive or good and the other negative or bad . they think in terms of black … Continue reading Identifying the binary thinker near you
Psychopomp led me into afterlife into the souls’ of our forefathers, into the dire grave, spiritualism, i saw spirits, deities, the deads; the beneficient dead of the night. i laid on the ancestor’s cult below resting returns of darkness of the ancient historical cult of culture. i was introduced to the angelic beings of ritual … Continue reading Ancestor’s Cult.
Flags at half mast Souls departed Memoirs of the past Many perhaps from large blasts What you should know these courageous bodies once dressed in camouflage All gone; so now we raise a flag And every time I see it, I just can’t help but cry Tears flow down my cheeks While I sink teeth … Continue reading Flags At Half Mast
In the past have written about the state of the nation as a whole but now I will be talking about the whole sector separately, the first will be the police force so come with on this journey as we travel into the world of the men in black. To protect and serve with integrity … Continue reading Police versus Twenty Naira
Death at sunset Sunrise in Lagos is the beginning of a new adventure for its occupants and resident, The start of a new day in Lagos mark the beginning of another struggle to achieve certain goals for the day, another opportunity to work and sort out the challenge of the … Continue reading Death At Sunset
We all dance to music played in our hearts Sometimes by our fears, sometimes by love We all dance to music played in our hearts Sometimes by our past, sometimes by a future unknown We all dance to music played in our hearts Sometimes by voices known, sometimes by voices unknown We all dance to … Continue reading We All Dance to Music Played in our Hearts
And I watch her, disgust pitting in my throat. here, her desperation on display. On bent knees and red eyes. There is nothing subtle about this pain. She can not hide it. ‘Daddy, I know you can help me. you are my last bus top’ she says. I can not hide my disgust. my throat … Continue reading The ones who made mother bleed
the street taught me how to name myself , how to make life miserable to people with arms and weapons around my neck and hands. how to call a knife a spade and a spade; a hoe without feeling guilty. how to lay wait for girls and make them scream out loud in dark places … Continue reading Ghetto Poet