The writer’s place as a component in the social structure may be procative, reactive or both. His musings while being reactions to happenstance in society, can also be foothills upon which society can catch a Read More
May 202013
chika nwakanma
Feb 232013
Okpu-achi In the tiny city of london The land of trading soujourners Neighours to female husbands And dancing warriors You stand on your throne At the town centre Okpu-Achi Like a baby to mama’s Read More
Feb 202013
They would come, Hands outstretched. Surely As the dawn. Breaks, With the sun They would demand, With eyes, Heavy With questions That lips Leave unspoken. About the treasures, They seek. That the wind, Read More
Jan 312013
I need a black Jesus Someone like me Who speaks my language And knows what I feel Not the blond hair, blue eyes But woolly hair, brown eyes Someone who comes from within Not Read More
Jan 142013
You have built walls Round your fortress Maginot lines of defense To shield your opulence. You laugh at them. The poor and down-stricken. Nothing but tools to be used Then dumped like tissues. Read More
Jan 112013
At the market place, And the fireside, under, The Udara tree, I have seen them mock you, And worship your death. You, Okonko! Public shamer. Whose music made merry, A despot, in wicked hearts. Read More
Dec 192012
Baba God, For dis gate of tears, Na him I put my prayer request. Yet, after 5 years You still no send. My life be like flute, Wey dey sound like gen. My heart Read More
Dec 172012
Dem say dis gospel na for mankind. Afterall, dem say ‘he became poor, so that I might be rich.’ Why e come be say if you no get money, dem no go respect you. Even Read More
Dec 112012
Strip me of my cloak, Of dust, Commit me down to, earth’s crust, Tomorrow dies, Across the bridge, But tarry your feet, Till I kiss my dreams. Time is nothing but prey, To the Read More
Dec 102012
They say, Spoken word is poetry. I say, Try coke and pepsi For one lives for the stage, Rhythms and flowetry, The other lives in the page, Metaphors and imagery. They say, Spoken Read More
Dec 082012
The paper, My plate, On it I serve, Words like a buffet. Chopped up In chapters. Meat balls For stanzas. With you, have I slain words, The corpse Buried in books The blood of Read More
Dec 062012
In the paint of gloom With the brush strokes of doom With a face of crime And shoes hasty to strife. You paint a portrait of me, With no mouth to speak. I Read More
Dec 032012
Never seek poetry, She seeks you, Then leads you to the path Like ants on a sugar trail. She is heaven, That cannot be reached. She is hell, That must be feared. Yet Read More
Dec 012012
Insecurity – acidic and corrosive. Be generous, and the one wearing that garb Will think you a harbour of ulterior motives. Entrust such with little power, His subjects he will then turn to captives. Read More
Nov 282012
We formed a circle under the Ube tree The moon’s blue rays glistening on our black skins, Listening to tales of our fathers, Of wars, deceit and bloodshed Tales of bombs and starvation; Of Read More
Nov 092012
I once saw a mad man in the bin, Looking satisfied, worrying not for what to eat. He treated himself to delicacies, Leftovers and junk that littered the bin. He worried not about clothes, Read More
Nov 042012
Bodyguards would have barricaded, And the blood would still be an issue. Offerings bowls would be passed around, To feed the multitude. To Jerusalem, a convoy of cars, He would need- A grand entrance For Read More
Oct 292012
The crows of ignorance, Have eaten the last seeds of logic. The grave yard is the wisest Because intellect has been buried. As the wind of superstition, Sweeps clean the halls of ivory The Read More
Sep 302012
We have one God, Why are we seperated by faith? We have one blood Why are we seperated by race? We are like pawns Dancing to rhythms they orchestrate Victims of mob psychology Warped in Read More
Sep 282012
Some blame the sons of Thor, In ships they came to our shores. Missionaries with bibles, Merchants with guns. For bottles of gin and bags of salt, Bought, captured and bound our sons. Ships loaded Read More