My travails in Dana expressed By the kind gesture of that phantom At the gate of this beautiful place On Sabbath when God rested On man’s origin on resurrection day. This poet with much time Read More
My travails in Dana expressed By the kind gesture of that phantom At the gate of this beautiful place On Sabbath when God rested On man’s origin on resurrection day. This poet with much time Read More

Had I known that it was going to be my last If only I had knew… I would have prayed and fast Mending my ways, making them new. Would have prepared my heart… For this Read More

“For whom is it well, for whom is it well? There is no one for whom it is well.” -Igbo Dirge I tell you something about my dad. He was the kind of a man who Read More

He went missing on a cold Sunday morning; as if to remind the world that he was warmth itself. I did not need reminding. He left, and no matter the many layers of clothing that Read More

… As the pandemonium continues First class and economy, We descended in asymmetric rhythm I thought of my wife, Ngozi My children Tobi and Idera. Of colleagues, Hussein, Emeka and Deolu. Images everywhere as we Read More

The Christmas goat stands at death altar Waiting to be slaughtered by the cruel dagger of the butcher Sweating through pores disguised by his hide He cries, he belts, knowing tomorrow he would have Read More

Ibrahim leveled the gun at Konji, and then squeezed the trigger. Click. Konji woke up from its early afternoon snooze and nodded involuntarily at the visitor. Ibrahim imagined reprising the act with Sergeant Udoji, Read More

In the morning… Let not dark death glory yet In the taking of our kin We shall be made celestial bodies We shall hold their hands and cry for joy In the morning our saints Read More

What happens to a dream denied? Does it blow up Like the church in Bauchi? Or crash on buildings Like the plane in Lagos? Does it become dull like the minister’s report? Read More

“Man born of a woman is like the flower of a tree that you see very fresh and adorable in the morning; but, withers in the evening”- Mebine. All is revealed in death… I harbor Read More

I. Aspiration He will captain this green ship of millions So tells the young mind that weaves this vision She will be the emancipator of her kind When Time clothes her with her mummy’s age Read More
We defied gravity with a take off Up there we jollied near space Like the eagle we mounted with wings. Through clouds and storms, we sailed Until we were shot with a bow After countless Read More

Dana had almost died in Nigeria. But she eventually grew up in the Republic of Oduduwa after Nigeria itself died. Her spirit of adventure & philanthropy took her to the Republics of Biafra, Arewa, Middle-Belt Read More

Don’t lament Never forget The blood unseen And the cause unknown Don’t lament The parts in piece And the dreams in rubble (Where now will they find their peace?) Never forget The Read More
Even when we do not want to play We get a crashing jerk at their crabby jokes And with the sheer abandon with mere objects Get kicked off with their rolling feet Even when we Read More

Where is mama? Where is papa? And why are people gathered in our house? On these rubbles What is an aero plane doing here? This is not an airport? Perhaps it has come to take Read More
The day came like any other day, Our sister set out and bade us fond goodbye, She told us she would come back, And we believe her, We never knew it was the last. Like Read More

I cried when I saw the fire everywhere With help to be found nowhere It is a sight so pitiful And a memory so painful. Was it not yesterday Full of life and hope Read More

Life is no fairy tale; it knocks out pretty hard! …I have always had a delayed reaction to pain… I read about the dreadful news, both the bomb blast and the Dana crash, as soon Read More

Dripping blood Our grief was so intense the pain of it hurt my eyes and cheeks deeply severely depressed, I`m left with illusion of blood dripping down over me. Tear ducts constantly make tears it`s Read More