Imagine a world for no and everyone Where we all are here to be as one and to save the world Where we have no differences at heart despite the differences at hand and our nations can all relate with one happy and unified mind Imagine a place like home that is not your … Continue reading Imagine
WHILE I STARE While I stare at the deep of the earth I tear from my eyes Is this what He made it to be? Were we all meant to live like this? Guns became our toys Breaking hearts became a thing of joy Corruption became a hobby and we’ve turned immorality into our Tommy … Continue reading While I Stare
Fornication is a norm among our youths I have to test the product before buying it I know it’s wrong But those precept Are ancient principles We don’t have to follow The unending TV shows promotes this, But we blame it on the devil for corrupting our youths. Grown ups sees this and ignore the … Continue reading Things Fall Apart
If my humble poetics can lobby The wise men that carve our legal paths Let them rethink about 1st October Let them remember the hungry faces Let them remember the unannounced demise Of the masses all in the name of change Let them remember the economic chameleon That roves around at Alaba and Onitsha markets … Continue reading 1st October
Like men watch movies with their television set, so are they watched on another television. Obviously, the television that watch men is one that has no fictitiousness within. It is rather one of spiritual-reality; in the sense that it exist, but is not visible to mortality. But who could be the watcher of this television? … Continue reading Life Is A Movie – One That Will End Before The Ending
DEDICATION I dedicated this poems specially to all Nigerians and Africans who in one way or the other have experienced and suffered pains, dehumanization, starvations, deprivations, and loss of loved ones, to mention a few; through the tyranny and dictatorship of African’s political leaders.
The battle rages on. My mind flips, from this page to that page. In my feeble strength I fight back the tears that remind me of our sour memories. Still I linger on the hope of promised sweet tomorrow’s. The battle rages on. Tonight I want to fight and win I must. My fate is … Continue reading I Will Wait
So you sit there transfixed. Eyes glued to the screen like old pictures in a photo album. Before hitting on the play button you glance over your shoulder – like a dude looking out for his wife while holding hands with a hooker – at the bedroom door, just in case someone might have been … Continue reading It’s Just Porn … Nothing More.
He’d been trying to reach her since the very onset of the plot but the loud nature of their jubilation over her imminent fall kept her conveniently distracted, thus she shook off his every warning and nudging as though He were the bothersome distraction. The others mocked Him and had a wonderful time while at … Continue reading Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 4 – Finale)
What do I write when there is no inspiration? Empty on the inside, can’t think of something Nothing special seems to be happening So used to normality, boredom encroaches Purposeless, always on the move by the wave of the wind No bearing and soon am at a worse state of regret. Wishing I had dared … Continue reading A Change
I have desired to tour the path of Spring, Not for any love aside love of my broods. Call me selfish, so long it’s not my clan‘s string. I’ll be accommodating to each guest’s ring, Let their guitar,… their drumbeat but to my herds. I have desired to tour the path of Spring. … Continue reading The Path of Spring
It’s been too long and my heart is a witness So my running open-armed towards you ought be blamed on joy and not fitness. Through the crystal-like film veiling my eyes, you see why my words are few. But instead of mirroring my actions you expose me to a loook which ought replace a … Continue reading The Heart I Once Called Home…
It was my final year in college, and I have been seeing this guy named tunde for about well let me say 3 years. He was everything my mind wanted, and friends demanded from me at that time, but my heart ached for more. See I have never been in love before but I knew … Continue reading A Second Chance: Part 1
Or are lions rebels in the jungle? Rhetorics are not just mere stories What really matters is readiness Those sedated in complacence At the top get ready, as well as Those dissatisfied at the bottom Change is rebellious and infectious If you’re a king, think someone was If you’re a pauper, the rich was poor … Continue reading Rebellion