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The Gods are not to Blame...: The Gods are not to Blame
Ola Rotimi
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A kid's prayer: As i face another day,
Watch over me Lord when i play,
Help me not to cry when i fall.
Instill in me your sweetest love.
Fill my heart with your truth.
As i'll soon ...145 comment(s)
OH! PASTOR: ... Oh! Pastor ... REPENT!!! before its too late!
This poetry shows the deteriorating state of our religious leaders ... so help us GOD!...102 comment(s)
FIRST KISS: THE LOOK
The first time he kissed her it was from across the office.
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Captain von 'Clap' Trapp: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of some ages, good day.
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I was angry, as I sipped my way out of the swamp. I was totally useless, unneeded. Even my own peers didn’t care that I was attempting suicide. Can you imagine? This anger, made me crawl faster though. It made me want to be [...]
She opened her eyes gently. It’s morning again. She gently turned to face the alarm by her bedside. 10:00AM. She smiled as she suddenly remembered today is Saturday and the kids were at Grandma’s. She looked at her husband who was still [...]
There was a beautiful house on Maduna hills with unusual colors of red, blue, orange and purple. Canopy trees lined up the sides and shaded the house from the Kuki road, the longest road that cuts through our little town.
THE story of Tellam got both Solom and Hamit that the night flew along and the fear of Dubanon faded in their thoughts. The night had flown into the midnight and the moon stared the earth boldly in the face. Cold [...]
An Empty Doorway and A Maple Leaf are the names of the two little brats I inherited from aunt Morenike, my stupendously wealthy relative. Maple wasn’t a leaf but Aunty assured me she’s soothing and crisp like a glowing evening sun. Handle her with [...]
Our Internet Lifestyle: Our pleasure for Internet freedom and lifestyle all started some four years back when mobile web browsing was just a novel experience and mobile broadband a non-existing idea. Have you ever come to think of the factor that gave a [...]
“Get up!” I heard again and this time I looked up to see who it was. My vision was slightly blurred but the voice was unmistakable. It was Martins; he was pulling my right hand trying to drag me to my feet. He had [...]
Yes, she knifed a man at the throat and took his uniform. She needed to be a ghost. She sneaked into this well-developed area filled with blocks of houses. An irrigation project was ongoing, meant to give water to the people of these houses. [...]
I could quite take my memory back to the Christmas of 2009. The unusual thing that happened was that I never celebrated the birth of Jesus at the church with other saints. I thought this would come as a relief of the activities that [...]
At first I did not know what to do. Who could be banging on my door at that time of the night and what could be the cause of the running foot steps I heard earlier. The first thought that came to my [...]
The road to the stream was a long, winding one. There was a shorter path, but it went through the thick, forbidding Ukwe forest. Noni thought to herself that it was not yet so dark, though the sun was fast retreating. Besides, [...]
There were many of them dancing in the moonlight that cool night. The soft yet pumping beat of the drums, the lilt of the flutes, were skilful in drawing the feet to skip and to thump on the sandy, shifty ground.
