Prologue: Dear child, if you’re reading my biography Sometime in the near future, When I’m dead and dailies are eulogizing me, And you pick up this poem to read, Know it was for you. I When my weak limbs give way to weakness And the weak lids of pained eyes part in showers And your … Continue reading When I’m Dead…
Nick emerged from the media building, clutching his bag to his side and descending the stairs in quick careful steps. From the top of the stairs, Nick could see the heads of hundreds of students walking to and fro like ants on a table previously smeared with sugar, some walked casually and some hurried, carelessly … Continue reading Keep Your Mouth Shut (1/2)
Suicide mission Every member of our church and that of our Udom community rained series of curses on the perpetrator of such a fiendish act not excluding his or her generation unborn. My mom who had insisted we skip breakfast so we can attend the sunday school service was stunned when she saw multitude of … Continue reading Suicide Mission
Once upon a time, there was a building without a fence neither a gate, my dear friends, we slept with our legs flung in different cardinal directions: east, west; north, and south. Our musical snorts mingle to create a peculiar beat only known to the family, not for general consumption, in other words we journeyed … Continue reading My Home With No Walls
MONISOLA SEGUN I always wanted one one of those English names – Humphries, Davies, Martin. Guess what I got? Segun! Those yoruba names that they will be asking somebody “ah ahn, why do you have a first name as your surname?”, Long hiss. I always wanted to be adopted too, not because things at home … Continue reading Emotional ‘ Jaguda’ – THIS IS NOT A LOVE STORY!!
Where do you think is the heart of Lagos? VI? Ikoyi? Lekki? Naahhh. The heart of Lagos is Oshodi! Ehn, you can argue that in court, but trust me those ajebos on the island don’t know how much fun it is to be a resident of the centre of Ajepako-ism in the mainland. Living in … Continue reading Inside The Heart Of Lagos
Just then the door flew wide open; Adeola knew they had been found, the rebel soldiers about five of them came in. “We know you are in there come out while we are still nice” one of them said “How did they know we are here” Omotayo whispered “They probably heard your loud voice” “My … Continue reading His Highness (14)