Tell it to the mountains tell it out loud that the world might hear Wax up the steep and rugged hills, journey the valleys and fountains tell them! oh tell them now that they are near ‘that there lived the casted stones Let the world hear of their silent voices ‘though may come as echoes … Continue reading Tell It To The Mountains
Aunty Ronke smiled to herself, an explicit urge in her, a certain kind of feeling, dangerous. Not really common but not rare either. A burning thirst yelling to be quenched, she walked slowly towards her room, as she unveiled the laced cotton her beyond, somewhat dangerous, silence filled the room. Timi looked up, to find … Continue reading Little Timi (The Story In My Head)
THE STORY IN MY HEAD (The Man Sitting In Your Front) He’s not a human being – No, he is less of that He might’ve been the one through whose sperm I permeated into my mother’s vagina But would you believe me if I told you that he deflowered his product? And tags it a … Continue reading The Story In My Head (THE MAN SITTING IN YOUR FRONT)
Why should I hold it in? Is my heart an inn? Why should I not say when I have been hurt? Will you only learn the evil your shunning made me do when I become a member of the dreaded cults? Why can I not cry too? Why does my pains have to be kept … Continue reading Why Should I?
I look back on the memories we’ve had sometimes ago When life was free for every one of us, both young and old When hiding in dilapidated buildings wasn’t a survival technique And death was from nature, not a man-made epidemic When our young ones were free to go to school, grow up and become … Continue reading Remember Us This Way
Look at our daughters They now show no ill in laying with men old as their fathers Look at our sons Nothing is holding them back from scamming the green people with their bad brain and laptops Look at our mothers, fathers, the young men and alike; women, They now have no time for their … Continue reading Blame It On The Money
If you are a Nigerian and a skin-tight one as that, you should already know where this is headed towards; Victor AD’s “WEYTIN WE GAIN” which has received so much appreciation from most people as one song that reflects on their lives and mentality. Weytin We Gain is simply talking about the day-to-day hustling, bustling, … Continue reading WEYTIN WE GAIN (My advice to the youths)
I look down and I don’t recognize myself I tried to push my legs to go faster but I guess theirs was faster than mine Pushed to the wall of a filthy building All I heard was ripples I knew I’ve been caught I could not register what was happening again Grunts,painful moans of pleasure … Continue reading The Story In My Head (2)
Sweet architect! I hope you are listening to the clamors in my head I hope you see the pain I feel in my chest I hope you see that I really am trying my best Sweet architect! I hope you’re seeing the tears my eyes harbor I hope you realize that my heart sobs I … Continue reading Sweet Architect
Memories of that day rest in the bosom of my heart like a dagger I had gone into your room to help wash, Your little niece who knows nothing of the double-edged sword ones of the man I’ve been with since 6 You came at me and started making advances despite my not wanting to … Continue reading Sounds Of Silence
(Sounds Of Silence) Would I have had it any better in life? Why would it be me? Why would he hurt me? He is my Father Why would he get closer to me? Why would he unbutton me and tell me not to shout? and why did I not? Why did I not tell Mom? … Continue reading The Story In My Head
Imagine a world for no and everyone Where we all are here to be as one and to save the world Where we have no differences at heart despite the differences at hand and our nations can all relate with one happy and unified mind Imagine a place like home that is not your … Continue reading Imagine
Now I can go to jail Have for myself, a bad name If I take the wrong steps And follow evil men One that I would carry with me for the rest of life, in shame One that would follow me till I join my brothers in Hades I fear for I will soon be … Continue reading Becoming Eighteen
WHILE I STARE While I stare at the deep of the earth I tear from my eyes Is this what He made it to be? Were we all meant to live like this? Guns became our toys Breaking hearts became a thing of joy Corruption became a hobby and we’ve turned immorality into our Tommy … Continue reading While I Stare
SOUNDS OF SILENCE NOT RAPE So she turned your request down And your talk was “You shall see” thus a plot was laid, by you and your accomplice to do the devil’s bid, rape the innocent lady who is supposedly arrogant for not replying you when you beckoned on her “heyz, fine girl” She was … Continue reading Sounds Of Silence