Children are the heritage of God Children are gifts from God Be it a male or female They are both equal. Take care of them, they are the future Discipline them; that you may have peace at old age Feed them, clothe them, they are your image Educate them, they are solutions to problems Preserve … Continue reading Children
Time to look the pro-Biafran agitation in Nigeria and counter-reactions in the eye.
Chapter 10 Reunion Jerry knew he had to start treading gently in his new quest for knowledge. He would start following all the money he has (every one of them), and the best place to start his search was his bank account. How did he get such a huge amount of money? He needed to … Continue reading Unknown Shadows- Episode 10
Wisdom and the world This our world that so is full of wisdom The uttered words that have created God’s kingdom It is carried in the belly of the wind And blowing through the branches of all trees It is filled up with adage of sages And stands truly the test of all ages It … Continue reading Wisdom and the world, Ecclesiates
This life is so a movie Which we on earth are viewing The script is so unravelling With twists and turns and mystery Ages come with vast scenes Each act to life with it’s sins New babes are born with own fates To cast in life’s own main phase This life is such a movie … Continue reading A Movie
Lord When I rise, let it be no concoction Lord When I fall, let it be in love Lord When I die Let it be in her wool Lord When I lost let it be her gain For my only wish is to be her love wizard. Amen.
what is music to a child Malnourished and starved He’s skin was brass, he’s short was torn He’s only joy was air He stood and then fell “stood I by the corner” Sad songs his belly sang and he clapped,Stood and fell. A little girl watched him, with a smile took her last breath “Stood … Continue reading Brickbat
It was around 5: am The sun was still in slumber And the moon still wild awake The street lights were still on duty And the security guards still vigilant Every normal soul was sleeping The morning was peaceful Until I heard the voice That woke me up from snooze Loud and excruciating to my … Continue reading It was 5:AM
Once upon a time, Like in a fairy tale In this sordid polity of ours, A sitting president conceded To the will of voters and Handed over the mantle When from the polls he fell. Just like Jack who fell down And broke his crown And Jill who came tumbling after, He tumbled all the … Continue reading The Phone Call
I’m writing this with my pen, my ageless pen, the only thing keeping me alive; I’m a pengician. Whoever you are reading this, know that you’re the next form of life, and the dead have risen up to the clouds. Our specie is a dying race because of Joe(another maker of ink magic); Joe resurfaced … Continue reading The Dead Will Rise
The radio blared ‘’Gooooooooood Morning Lagos, my name is Ceejay from your station near the Ocean’s bay, It’s another beautiful Saturday morning in the city of Lagos and another day of weddings and parties!! Yippee!!, please be sure not to just sit at home dulling, go out, have fun and have a beautiful day, its … Continue reading The Aisle
When love drips I take a sip Straight, on ice-blocks Gush, a rush The hot steam Flowing down below Through tubes and hardened heart Keyed in, ignition started Then it hits Midnight clock Thoughts of you furnace of your raging youth You in the middle Red lips on glowing skin A moth caught in the lime … Continue reading Gulder Man
Idols of chains Idols of chains, hanging down your round neck Perhaps I should call it chains of idols It all to me speaks a certain language Perhaps it is a language of symbol Chains, it is kingly and it is lordly It tells of who you are, if slave or royal It is the … Continue reading Idols of chain, dilligence, truth
Wake the king from his slumber The great black king is asleep Caught in a nightmare he never wanted to be He didn’t know he slept too deep When in his dreams he began to see Beneath the scope of his visions His eyes were wide open Aliens stole from his kingdom but He … Continue reading Wake up
Mum had me when she was twenty-five years old. By then, she was all grown up, done with school, living by herself, and working; she even owned her own private business. One would think that was enough reason to be ready but mum said she didn’t ‘plan’ me. However, she didn’t neglect to hammer on … Continue reading The Little Storyteller