Soon , man’s wisdom will fail him Soon, man’s wisdom will be naked Vanity shall hold up with man cruelly Then, shall no help come to him. Soon, man’s wisdom will fail him, Soon, man’s wisdom will be naked, Nothing will serve as a future for man Because the creator’s rage is against him. Soon, … Continue reading People’s Trust
Man is dust and clay; So, why carry yourself like a god? Man today, dust tomorrow, Why gather all wealth greedily? Man is dust and clay; Why carry yourself like a god? Man is worthless under the sun, Why do we kill each other selfishly? Man is dust and clay; Why carry yourself up like … Continue reading Nature Of Man.
1 These were letters written in tablets of blood We wrote the pains of yesterday today wittily On this seaside of swaying embargo of tablets. II She was the song swept in pity and cruelty Daring the concubines that surround mother earth She shared piles of honest sorrows in the street III When smoke of … Continue reading For Flesh And Blood
I we’ve built you bridges that will lead you to tomorrow the pieces of these skimpy mind of yours has been repaired down in the sea of knowledge have we made roses for you love at large and familiar beat of the heart shall follow. let no tradition deceive you to core inanity and foolishness … Continue reading For Girls Of Tomorrow
carving their names on the world’s flesh like scars, they won’t waste their breath on the news of dead men. if there are things humans should learn, it is how to leave their emotions out of the equations uncourtly, Keep an eyes on their flank, naturally and neutrally. under a worried sky, the wind striped, … Continue reading Awkwardness
I’ve seen the silent night hurled at me again, my feelings mouthless, a cut deeper than fresh wound cupped a strange fantasy of expression inside – Another gory fear danced to itself in my soul. Masturbation came in silence and we warred, I wore myself around myself depressed in the dark. Fast pace of family … Continue reading Remembering lonely Night.
London has built another special hospital made for all Nigerian Presidents and Nobles, and future Aristocrats who will fight corruption; Since we die not in this country anymore we rather stay behind to rule as ancestors of tomorrow waiting to extort the treasured gin of the masses. You preacher of change spare us this ear … Continue reading Excuse! When is the change?
this is the house we were made. a house papa and mama’s colors joined together. we have the map of this building in our palms, we could not allow it to exile us like the tortoise who exiled its shell in times of trouble to the unknown. we grew around its brokenness and shame. we … Continue reading House Of Symbols.
Ask your mother how your father Was sold yesterday to the hands of righteous death, curling in fearful fist. His stomach was empty with a widened wild hunger and she left him to die. Ask her of your name “Kamchetanna”. Ask her of your sisters and brothers sold into slavery before you were born. She … Continue reading Element Of Freedom
SATIRE 101 I am so fond of you my good man For beating your wife and sending Her home without her clothes on, Come let me give you a hug for men; For only a brave man can take that step. What’s the need of you living with a woman? Peace shall return now she … Continue reading Satire 101
Tomorrow will come to mind soon when we’ll part ways to come again. We will forget yesterday we cried rain, we will remember the meatless meal we shared behind door of ignorance. Africa have many branches to protect. My heart will cuddle your pains passionately, the stored laughter of your muse canned on the hairy … Continue reading Reflecting Voice
Come let’s dig deep into Mother’s tale. her border is the immaculate finger of the sky, Beside this seashore was her flower taken. under the rippled moon tale of the northern Sahara, they made her the dummy of silence. her mother sold her eyes to the tale bearer, papa, the village artifact of the specified … Continue reading Familiar Beat
A TALE TO TELL MY MOTHER. She is the beauty of the day Her smile opens the noon Her laughter brightens the night. She is the beauty of the day Her teeth is the stars’ perfection Her hair is the earth’s cover. When she laughs, the world cum Her face has the rainbow’ colours I … Continue reading A Tale To Tell Mother
ENITAN: A CHILD WITH HISTORY There is a full moon at your doorstep, a silver coin placed on your navel rubbing its metal which Perches on body of humans, Clouds walk on the horizon and etch new rivers on your body feeding the offspring with meaning. Summer locked between your lips, winter beneath your feet, … Continue reading Enitan: A Child With History
FORSAKEN After going through your profile and reading the history without pages, how you were giving birth to, how the white men invaded into your privacy in the nineties, I came to the conclusion that you have been braver than any other mother I have ever known in life. The mistake is not from you … Continue reading Forsaken.