The fluorescent tube flickered intermittently, each time plunging the veranda into pitch black darkness. The night was hot and humid and the air stood still; the cheap fan in the room blew nothing but hot air. The heat was unbearable. So he had no other option than to drag his mattress onto the veranda and … Continue reading Just A Dream?
You’ve heard this Song of despair For too long. Danced to lethargy To its dark seductive tune, Bound to ineptitude By its harsh rasping lyrics; Your ship wrecks on the rocks Once and again… Take a cue from Ulysses. You’re in a box. Glassed walled, paralysing Stereotypes scribbled: The odds are your foes, It can’t … Continue reading For Too Long
Strike him a tune, Let this poet sing, Inebriated on bitter wine, Clouded by failures of before, And misfortune immutable. Let him sing of despair, Let his words paint pictures forlorn.
The colour of the day was red. Red is also the colour for tragedies-and of blood spilt all over the bathroom floor. How fitting. St. Valentines day-loves day and tragedy, and folly all rolled in one. The day started like any other, Joké called me because she woke up first-our game. Her wonderfully husky voice … Continue reading Red Day
How do I cross this torrent?
These waters rage,
Menacing unfriendly currents
Seeming unconquerable
I despair.
From this very parched ground, Brown, barren and cracked, Beauty shall come- Amazing green and fruit, And Adam’s seed shall marvel.
I My nation is run by a cartel, Of fat potbellied villains, Beasts cursed to suffer The eternal thirst of the insatiable They will not die well.
A draught of the finest liquor, Of essence pure and strong, Tingling its way down, warm It is a cool breeze blowing, Scattering the prevailing stillness, Shaking those things that once stood firm;
It took her a few seconds to process the news, “What did you just say? What did you do?” Her voice shot up to a falsetto; it always did when she was really scared. As quickly as possible, I told her what happened, telling her about the Bentley. “…I’ve to go now. Call rates in … Continue reading Unfair (2)
Fun. That is all I was looking for that cool breezy Friday night at the Lights Club, Ikorodu, and I was having it till they came to spoil it all. I was sitting at home, ennui driving me crazy when Chuks called, telling me that the ‘boys’ were going to hang out at the Lights. … Continue reading Unfair (1)
Daughter of Eve, tell me,
Which is the misnomer:
Abigail or Delilah?
I must know fore I succumb
To your bewitching charms;
This excursion once taken,
Cannot be undone
A villain you are not,
Confused and unsure you are,
A tottering toddler
In these concerns;
You’ve fallen down, gotten up,
And fallen again
He stood there,
Every rising of the sun,
At the jetty gear packed,
Ready to go, waiting,
Till the great golden orb waned,
The great vessels come and go,
Floating cities,
Means to his dreams,
Yet he stood there.
There’s a vast distance betwixt
This sculpting and the sculptors image,
Errors were a multitude.
His mind travelled a thousand journeys,
Attention died a thousand deaths;
He lazed in the day,
Rushed futilely in the dark;