Umu nne m na umu nna m, Ndi nwe m na Ndi m nwe, it is out of a moment of deep introspection that I decided to write this letter to all of us, Ndi Igbo, with the hope that all of us would not go deaf at the same […]

A review of TIT-BITS OF ADVOCACY: A Book in Honour of HON. JUSTICE DAHIRU MUSDAPHER (GCON),                  Chief Justice of Nigeria
 

Author/ Editor:  Chief Chukwuma Ekomaru SAN, FClarb, KSC

Reviewer: […]

But lord I have forgiven him.

“No my son, you have not.”

I have Lord, I have.

“Son, you know I see into the hearts of men. You have not.”

Yes Lord, I know you see into the hearts of men. And that is […]

Once, in our Neighbourhood, lived a certain old man, whose name none could really tell. We lived in that type of settlement where neighbours are not friends.

Oldman was the name everyone called him and the name […]

Iwe ka anyi ji abia o Iwe ka anyi ji abia o Enekwe anwuola nu o Iweee Iweee Iwe ka anyi ji abia o Iwe   Iwe na onuma iwe Iwe na onuma iwe   Iwe ka anyi ji abia o Iwe ka anyi ji abia o Ha si Esiaba esola ya Iweee Iweee Iwe ka anyi ji abia o Iwe   Iwe na onuma iwe Iwe na onuma iwe   Like  arusi [...]

Odinsoeruaka Destroy me with love Suck away the juice of my life Drain me of every fluid of emotion And discard me, bedraggled Like a fowl drenched In an angry rain Odinsoeruaka Kill me; yes go ahead And quench this fire That flames, wrecking The foundation of my being Save me the trauma … this agony [...]

Even when they had sewn up the deed, the discarded hand-gloves of the surgeons still lie about in testament. Even the disquieting sounds of the Executioner’s iron boots shall in time re-echo the other side of forced silences. Even their gate of power, as pig-headed as a stubborn anus, cannot eternally hold back flatulence. And we [...]

If yours are the fingers that weave The percussion that is mkpọnkịtị Then poetry is your property If yours is the voice that issues From behind the building of mourning Broadcasting the poem of death; you are a poet And there’s poetry in dance too! What do you say of the psychedelic response Of the [...]

in this cauldron of boiling passion when powerful emotion bubbles to the brim what accursed chain enshackles my will that i yearn and never to yell? this bottled up fire burns me to cinders a murderous craving threatens to tear me apart, yet i’m condemned by tradition to look and not to touch o subject of my torture, i shall cease to sing…[Read more]

Jerome proudly lost his native name. Too much education, like too much wine, gets into the head. May be, it had nothing to do with education. After all, Jerome was not the only educated person in the entire Nkelu Village. Jerome was only but a retired Secondary School Principal. He had a diploma in shorthand [...]

CHARACTERS IN THE PLAY Jomo —— A young man of about 26 years old with a good university degree. He is unemployed and lives in squalor. Bob —— About the same age or a bit younger and lives in the same house with Jomo. He is not as educated as Jomo. Rosetta —— An exceptionally pretty girl of about 19 years old with very [...]