They Never Talked
They Never Talked Tunde Gbadegesin never complained about things and whenever he did, it was always subtle, without any iota of anger. However, after his sixth year of trying to get a permanent source of income, after he was retrenched for no reason from the small one he had, his subtle complaints evolved to become … Continue reading They Never Talked
The Ant Queen
My mother always warned me against whistling at night.”I pray you don’t attract evil with that your smelling mouth,” she said one night as she broke melon seeds for dinner.I’ve never believed in myths, but I found her tales funny.”Why mother?” “I’ve told you times without number,” she pushed the white, plastic chair she sat … Continue reading The Ant Queen
Heart Ache
I think of your smiles, Your lovable laughter, your funny frowns, I think of you and my heart aches. I think of moments shared, Pleasant and unpleasant. The drink and food, of music and deep conversations. I think of you and my heart aches. I know! Still your heart beats for the Judas that stabbed … Continue reading Heart Ache
After School – What Are You Remembered For?
I was on my secondary school Facebook group some days ago, after I had commented on a picture, the guy that commented after me said “ha!!! Na this boy wey dey always speak big big oyinbo be this”. I laughed after reading the comment. I looked at his profile picture hoping I would be able … Continue reading After School – What Are You Remembered For?
While I Stare
WHILE I STARE While I stare at the deep of the earth I tear from my eyes Is this what He made it to be? Were we all meant to live like this? Guns became our toys Breaking hearts became a thing of joy Corruption became a hobby and we’ve turned immorality into our Tommy … Continue reading While I Stare
Writers Should Stop Copying Prof Wole Soyinka, Other Known Writers
Writers Should Stop Copying Prof Wole Soyinka, Other Known Writers- Wole Adedoyin Wole Adedoyin is the President of the Society of Young Nigerian Writers (SYNW) and the National Publicity Secretary, South, of the Association of Nigerian Authors (ANA). In this interview with ABDULHAFEEZ T. OYEWOLE, he speaks on his writing and how it becomes the … Continue reading Writers Should Stop Copying Prof Wole Soyinka, Other Known Writers
Revisiting Biafuru: Our Story Of Misery And Survival
Sometimes the pains of one’s origin become unbearable when the urge to ask what killed your grandfather and grandmother keeps revisiting you over and over without seeking your permission. Sometimes when you keep seeing the amputated leg of your father dangling as he walks here and there and the tattered broken home of your grandparents, … Continue reading Revisiting Biafuru: Our Story Of Misery And Survival
How I bridged the communication gap between the national and state chairmen of registered political parties in Nigeria – Wole Adedoyin
How I bridged the communication gap between the national and state chairmen of registered political parties in Nigeria – Wole Adedoyin Wole Adedoyin, is the governorship candidate of the Hope Democratic Party (HDP) in the forthcoming governorship election in Osun state. A former Oyo State Secretary of Interparty Advisory Council (IPAC) and the Conference of … Continue reading How I bridged the communication gap between the national and state chairmen of registered political parties in Nigeria – Wole Adedoyin
When a boy left his town through his mother’s eyes
He was either looking for a home in his mother’ thought; A place where lost freedom is found to be a lurking land. He was either searching for the colour of a new song, a song of colour and crystal ray from the shadow of her heart. We define threnody with a moonful of sadness … Continue reading When a boy left his town through his mother’s eyes
For Boys Like Me Who Are Writers.
Get rejected by publishers and magazines, feel the rejections and bounce back.Get abused but never relent on it. Let them squeeze your manuscripts for once and throw it in a waste can, yes, for once; It would make you better, dear boys. Allow a publisher to kick you out and allow your heart to cry … Continue reading For Boys Like Me Who Are Writers.
Repentance
Forgive father… Forgive My flaws got me this time Had I be as hallowed as Joseph I would have run Run faster than the hands of time Swifter than my shadow could catch. All I should have done went into coma My faith and morals deserted me Had the precious thing some inches far I … Continue reading Repentance
For Those Boys Bearing Nkporo Names On Their Lips.
Our ancestral home would not forget your perfection. On this ground shall we plant your names also for those who are to come. We will gather firewood, we will gather soothsayers, we will gather seekers of fate to get into you. Life is meant to be spent in joy. Having Nkporo on your lips is … Continue reading For Those Boys Bearing Nkporo Names On Their Lips.
Not What It Used To Be (Part Two)
(Continuation) “Yes.” Chibuike continued. “He died because there was no money to pay for what Mazi Ogbulafor said our mother should buy. Father, when asked to bring money, recited his usual slogan, no money. Mother sold all her goods when her husband wouldn’t turn up only for daddy to take the money where mother kept … Continue reading Not What It Used To Be (Part Two)
For Those Boys Who Were Aborted
This dream fell out from my eyes last night when I tried to find a related body to passionately tell all that I have being through but could not. This dream was the light of my skin but fairer was the colour of its miseries. Coming home is a tribulation you should never dream of. … Continue reading For Those Boys Who Were Aborted
Journey To Italy – Untold Stories of a Returnee (5)
JOURNEY TO ITALY – UNTOLD STORIES OF A RETURNEE (fifth episode) The inhabitants of Durku behaved indifferent towards us. Everybody we reached out to simply drove us away. We kept gallivanting round the village till the west welcomed the sun. Having no success in neither the filling of our belly nor the putting of a … Continue reading Journey To Italy – Untold Stories of a Returnee (5)