Trade places with me and you will feel the tiredness of your wife, the resentment of your children, the heavyweight agony in your soul. Let’s trade places and you will go home with heavy legs after working from morn to night with nothing but story to show for it. Trade places with me on the … Continue reading Trade Places
Look, I’m calm, I’m not armed But I have a voice –a very faint voice But please hear me out before I pass out. Look, look again, I am bleeding Bleeding virtues and morality away But I still have conscience–thinning out… Look,through the windows into the streets See how many are clueless and unaware Trading … Continue reading Look
I, with the precision of a recorder remember your voice That thundered through the speakers And caused a mini-earthquake in the auditorium —Sent some chills down my spine What did you say, That drew half a bucket from my desert tear ducts? –Tears that confluence with streams of sweat On my usually dry and unyielding … Continue reading A Ticket To Hell
For crying out loud We are hungrily impoverish Education is in comatose valley No home to write to about health Home has been plundered! For crying out loud Serfs in luxury, lords languish in penury Thunder strikes, ASUU strikes Choice university abroad their’s go For crying out loud We’re butchered in day out day Killing … Continue reading For Crying Out Loud
What is money without peace? Yes! We want to be wealthy. Now we are endlessly wealthy. But we are scared of nothing. We are scared of the thieves at night, And of the pointed fingers at daylight. What is money without happiness? Yes! We want good wealth. But there is no good health. Where are … Continue reading What Is Money?
A son of the repudiated brother Was given the mantle of leadership He tried to pacify his brothers But that, cost him his life Fourty-five years later A Descendant of the repudiated Became saddled with the Crown This time, by Divine Providence He also tried to placate his brothers He even abandoned his nuclear family … Continue reading The Neglect Of History
Who are they? They are the ones in black Like mourners who are sober Brandishing guns and batons “Evil Watchdogs” They are touted as your friend Yet, they are your worst enemies Stabbing you like Brutus did Caesar “Evil Watchdogs” Your tax is their daily bread To keep a wink on society Instead they … Continue reading “Evil Watchdogs”
The drum of Injustice reverberates and resonates throughout our discordant, polygamy of a forced fusion. Our Leaders obsequiously hijack our collective heritage. Their perpetual obscurantism keep us in a motionless cycle The relay race of nationhood has been turned to a marathon. Partners of youthful blood are in Oblivion in the relay race. The liquid … Continue reading “Friendly Foes”
Let me begin by saying that I had no intention of writing this book so early on in my life. This was supposed to be one of my final works. The ruminations and ramblings of an old man if you will. Then again, I never knew things would get bad this quickly. The world around … Continue reading 1: The Great Facade that was Unity
The other day, I was sitting in the convenience of my sparsely furnished sitting room. Something unusual then happened, PHCN or whatever they deem fit to call themselves(please do not call them disco that spoils everything totally, disco light bi ti bawo?) did the unthinkable they restored power while the sky was threatening fire and … Continue reading Pissed
Let the cubs devour the lions Let the puppies bark at the dogs If the kids can break the horns of the goats Then the waters will be still. For when the cows eat all the hay Then the calves must stand at bay For even a pandemonium of parrots Cannot finish a … Continue reading Revolution!!
Igbekele handed over the piece of paper to Ediabani who glanced at it casually once and tore it to shreds. “We are done here, the boys will see you off”, Igbekele said and the door opened behind Agents Emeto and Nduka. The men that brought them walked up behind them silently and wore them the … Continue reading The Cell – 3
It was a very busy day and the sun showed no mercy. It was so busy that an idle feet might get kicked out of the busy paths. It was my first time in Port-Harcourt but I was strongly advised not to act like a JJC. So I pretended not to admire the edifice buildings, … Continue reading My Experience at Port-Harcourt’s Motor Park
Life, they say is a tale but oftentimes people forget it’s distorted. Smoking thwarted his destiny, it misled my brother, Segun.Jeffa was Segun’s best friend. They knew each other since secondary school. He was studying petroleum engineering but everything ended suddenly. Their first year in uni. was great. They were zealous and ambitious. They … Continue reading Smoke Until You Are Six Feet Under!
Walking or driving down the streets of Lagos, it’s no longer a strange trend to see beggars parade themselves in search of alms. In response to their most times very compelling cry, sympathizers hand them different denominations of the Naira but this however doesn’t stop them from calling out to the very next passerby. … Continue reading The Beggars’ Den