It was a rainy Tuesday morning. Usually, on mornings like this, the class would be scanty; not many of the students fancied getting drenched just so they could attend one of their numerous boring classes. This morning was different. It was a practical anatomy class, first of its kind for the second year medical forensics … Continue reading For Jane, And Others
“Well she does look a bit like her, but u should know, that secretary had a Central African accent, and my Anna does not. So I suggest we drop this conversation right now.” “Ok I will.” Tim rubbed his forehead with the back of his palm. “So let’s see, today is Thursday. See you on … Continue reading The Guest Chapter 10
The Free gift There is a source to it divinely It does not discriminate No one should be deprived of it It doesn’t exclude animals or insects Plant and trees, it part of nature. For some it has to be paid for while it will be snuffed out from others unjustly For some it will … Continue reading The Free Gift
I watched it take aim, silent as a shadow. They were skilled, these humans. I waited. The tense moment, the silence after the lightning flash. Before thunder, when everything was magnified. Time stretched. My padded foot could feel the undergrowth with ultra sensitivity. I watched the hunter take aim. I was hungry, slightly so but … Continue reading The Mercy of The Wild
Have you seen my lady, my lady Justice? Her sword is sharp, her thoughts are just… Her scales are right, her eyes are bound Oh! Have you seen my mistress Please tell have you seen her? In fields and towns, on bar and bench In courtyards and courtrooms I searched for her… In tribunals and … Continue reading Finding Justice
BOKO HARAM Birthed in the 21st century, A name to be reckoned with forcefully, Even babies in the womb knows that you exist, And when they step into this part of the world, They are been prayed for “May you not be a victim of Boko-haram And everyone says “Amen”. Both young and old never … Continue reading THERE IS GOD Oooooooo!
Where do we go from here? All we do is err. The oil from the delta, Some guzzle from a pitcher, Look at their bellies, Portly with all our monies. What happened to our coal? Something the oil boom stole, Just like our numerous minerals, Without proper funerals. Now all I see is rolling heads, … Continue reading Angst
Don’t kill a man And say peace To his sons Nor expect bliss By silencing a man Who is not at peace Either ways is suicidal For his sons will battle And or his restless spirit The hunter is hunted His sons haunted By doom! ….doing this is pregnant like the arrangement of this poem. … Continue reading Sons of a dead Man
Tell me, O Compatriots, Tell me of heroes’ labour past That has indeed not been in vain. Tell me how many our fatherland have served With love or strength or faith For these entire have we wasted. Tell me how freely we’re bonded in peace For this in our lips declare, but heart deny. Tell … Continue reading Tell Me, O Compatriots
I remain to my cause true championing a selfless truth, let the world rage and shout let her vile volcanoes boil can the winds quake Everest? Sticks or stones may break my bones speakers or looters may paint me black, but a Stephen, I lift my face to lofty heights that be sublime freedom, justice … Continue reading Brother Stephen
(for Ken Saro Wiwa) My keen cry to Kenule: I, Fubara, of disjointed Fishnet and gaping boat, from the land of kernel Back feeling and staggering heritage. Of gasping fish and de-flowered flowers, Of frowning waters and stunted stalks. I sit on a lonely log; One of the few remaining. I write on a Dutchman’s … Continue reading Saro Wiwa’s Waiting War
Characters: Judge aka Justice Justus Clerk Male counsel Female counsel Orderly Mr. Alimi Mr. Judas Hiscarrot {Court in session. The Clerk is sitted with files stacked on her table, on her face is a brand of red coloured spectacles. The Male counsel and Female counsel are sitted dressed in their nightgowns. There is an … Continue reading Justice Justus
Hundreds of metres above the ground, Bob struggled to free himself from the dismembered wing of the Aircraft. He groaned as he reached for the piece of metal that was lodged at the right side of his abdomen. His body must have taken close to six inches of the metal’s length, yet he didn’t feel a thing. He drew … Continue reading Supernatural (1)