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Cold 2: Revelations

Everyone stared intently at the Priest before the altar. He was becoming a bore. It was the mass before Christmas and Fr. Newborn was taking time too much than necessary; it was as though he didn’t realize the urgency with which the guys hoped to cause mayhem in the streets of Awka: the Anambra state … Continue reading Cold 2: Revelations

He walked in madness

He walked in madness

Madman walked in dusty harmattan, in dirty brown sheda, he drew long shirt to his nape, he slouched and walked. Eyes stare blindly no charity for madman, he is not human, eyes trudge on, in sweaters,handgloves, caps and neckwraps, madman walked on, coatless,shoeless, capless,gloveless. face sad in cold, nobody cares, madman belongs to none, Not … Continue reading He walked in madness