Why is he gaping now with hands upon his head? I looked at him with disgust. He has placed us in this predicament with his ill-luck, just about an hour ago, he had told me how LASTMA had ripped him off for moving an inch further from the cross line. Only now did it dawn … Continue reading Miswaka
He would hear her knock any moment and when he asks who, she’d duck and forge a posture as an artefact, hoping to startle him with a leap as soon as he gets weary of asking and decides to open. She is as such; spirited, witty and daring. He dashed again to the curtains … Continue reading Scream
She hawks with dusk, Aft gloom garnishes the earth. Proclaiming her filthy bodies With seductive strides Amidst the lawn of preys Hoping that her veiled tainted elegance Would lure another victim To the depths of her lavender quilts. ******************* THE LOST ONES Amidst their struggle still to gain, Their tears have sunk … Continue reading The Night Hawker
After several twitches, just when I had gotten a comfort spot on the front seat of the keke Marwa, he leapt suddenly in front of it, threatening to hit its windscreen with his side-handled baton. ‘’Park! Park! ’’, he yelled, gesticulating with so much vigour in his arms. The driver slowly pulled over with the … Continue reading Morning Dose
i received the unprecedented call, she purged me of this right after she hung up.
The day you cut me wide open I bled tears from a hideous face And pure prisoned blood from my sealed benevolent cocoon. I was not as pitiable as pathetic purple onions, so you wouldn’t weep with me. The ruffled white sheets mourned with still ripples, For i was a cruel painter, who have painted … Continue reading The Day You Cut Me Wide Open
Alas! Thou western gods,
Despise not the feebleness of our words.
And of our progress,
Nor the might of our fortress.
The night rain seemed to have added more rhythm to Kunle’s slumber until his mother’s cold scaly hands tickled his skin. She had crept secretly into his room. “Why are you up this late mother?” “The wall is less treacherous whilst asleep, I want to speak with you son”. “Please mother, I’m all ears.” “My … Continue reading “The head of a new child brings another”
‘Twas time our teeth be sealed with bogus lips, frozen from the frost of tears. Except for a form of mourning, they were to remain captives, the thirty two of them or less. From aloft, we all seemed black ants, clustering for honey, But our reasons for gathering was bitter. As bitter as the shreiking … Continue reading Funeral
Your body bleeds beauty Dripping grace and splendor Oh! how much i adore your seemliness, Enclosed in your depths… Your elegance shed softly As weary leaves
Lead me to the brook of hidden wisdom Where the wise have strayed far away from. Let me drink of the brook of mysterious wisdom, Where obvious fools have become wise.