I always wondered how Dikili survived moments of flood and drought, moments of war and torture. Our exposure to government invasion always led to a civil unrest in the area. I always pretended to be surprised at the frequency of police raids on our street. Citizens of Dikili must have had nine lives each. Chijioke … Continue reading My Street
The Consciences ‘What do you want?’ he asked brusquely, not sure if he was imagining things. ‘I’m not in the mood.’ Ify changed from her twisted posture, after realizing it didn’t amuse him. ‘You see now you’re being very stupid,’ she told him carefully. ‘You can’t just give up like that.’ ‘Give up what?’ … Continue reading The other child 5
I have a wonderful family And In my lovely family I have beautiful virtuous sisters Having I they with no brothers I am their dearest one brother This which makes me bother Daddy like a man is stubborn I am a resemblance; mama’s carbon My family bonded by love Within it is peace … Continue reading My Family.
We stood confounded by the hillocks The little raised earth of corruption Our vanguard shifting from foot to foot Enjoying the pleasurable itch Of the “scratch-my-back-I-scratch-your- back” philosophy The hillocks have grown into mountains Mountains and mountains that bewilder We have acquired more international titles: Terrorists… kidnappers… Land ruled by lunatic laws And … Continue reading The Message Of Jonah
As she sat and stared down the horizon, the red savannah sun setting, dipping down the green stretch of the endless plains, so did her hopes. Her heart felt heavy. All around her, there was an air of celebration. Goats and rams slaughtered, mutton laid out on large spits to roast slowly, cornmeal ground and … Continue reading Hasiya
It took me exactly thirty three days to know I was pregnant. Up until then, we still maintained contact by phone. But the day I discovered I was pregnant and told him was the last time his number went through. My life came crashing like a badly-arranged storey of electronics at Alaba market. It was … Continue reading Memories of a Ghost (2)
September 19, 2011. 1.01 pm A simple get-together between shai Απϑ Somto yields a first draft @ 1.57 pm What follows below ñå to celebrate our nationhood- ****************************************** My name is North Often misunderstood, but not a nut Royally born, I strut flaunting my glittering crest, Hence, my name I believe comes first. Stand aside … Continue reading Nigeria