I get to music player, click on Ministrations then click on David Olukoya’s message and pray as I bathe and make-up. My attire for this Monday is a pair of coffee brown pants, a brown camisole and a cream empire top. I pick up my brown belt and clinch my waist. Going through my jewelry box, looking for and wearing my pearl bracelet, white bangles and my ever present Farafina wrist band that I wear everywhere even to big-shot weddings… Who cares?! My hair all brushed and pinned to a bun at the nape of my neck, I slip on my American eagle flats and hand bag, I leave for the parlour to greet my uncle because I hear him talking to someone on the phone.
What more can i sayOf trials and travailsOr trauma and horrorOf monks and nunsOf pagans and necromancers What more can i sayOf these to my generationWho seek liberation and justificationAs moles they grope in cavesAnd Ichabod wraps them in graves What more can i sayOf needless ramblingsA stone gauged in the slingThe bow and arrow … Continue reading What more can I say
My father, you i haveMy father, you i needI have a father; lostI have a father; foundI have a father; mystery is His Outcast me he madeMy extensions are potsherdsMy extensions are half-departedMy life on a trajectory I have a father; foundWisdom and honour are hisObedience and command are hisWithout him, folly might have married… … Continue reading A Trillion
CONVERSATIONS IN MY HEAD. PART 1 on the way home from work Just woke up this morning with a scowl on my face. Yesterday one of my housemates had pissed me off and, trust me, I flipped a piss. I got her real mad; she could not speak let alone eat her dinner.Again this morning, … Continue reading Conversations In My Head
School days, secondary school days or high school days were so very interesting. Being in a school that is associated with the Navy was interesting also. At first, it was all new to me but I got accustomed to it later on. I began secondary school as a day student, and then I was a … Continue reading Ollymoore.
Pseudo! Hmmf…What is pseudo? Is it something false? You know, a falsification of something that shouldn’t be or that is and shouldn’t be exposed to the public or a thing created by a people to differentiate propriety from some sort of madness.So we have pseudonym, pseudo-government, pseudo-military, pseudo-parents, pseudo-child, pseudo-wife, pseudo-husband, pseudo-mistress, pseudo-Christian, nominal-Christian, pseudo-Believer, … Continue reading Pseudo!