I was right there lying on my bed with my brother’s well protruded soft round ”yanch” to serve as ”head-rest”. I laid, and with all that comfortability stuffed up in that ”behind”, I was vexed. It wasn’t the number of rebellious tearing carried out by my siblings on my only beloved bed, just to shine … Continue reading Of Crushes, Vexations And Illusions.
Last night, when laid i my head to rest, dreamt i a dream dreadful; I wept,though i was a deep in sleep, I saw a baobab tree with three branches, on it lays the colony of three birds of the air, of the third branches took i much concerned, on it the vultures of the … Continue reading Apocalypse Boko Haram
With open arms Like the confluence by river Niger and river Benue The villages have come begging Fron the most peaceful state of yobe! Invasions by the Boko-harams is an harm Our children learnt to play with stones Now they hurl explosive rocks at miriam Segun was found dead rotten to the bones Because he … Continue reading Boko-haram