The anthem reverberated in our head That we were the leaders of tomorrow So young and naive, like morons, We awaited the day of manifestation. Alas, they only camouflaged to rule And we marched to their sweet verse, “The leaders of tomorrow”, But tomorrow never came! We stood by and watched them, Shadowed by the … Continue reading The Anthem
This is the prologue to my novel. I would really like a thorough check on the punctuations…
A sceptre has been looming over our heads, a sceptre called Biafra. For 42 years it has defied gravity and remained poised up above the firmament of the geographical location called Nigeria. This sceptre most recently was brandished a little closer to our heads by the publishing of Achebe’s book, There was a Country. It … Continue reading Cry the beloved Country, the Sceptre may not hold
Read the prologue first, here (edited), or here on Naijastories. CHAPTER ONE In the beginning was God, and the rest of us. There were a lot of us, all created by God. Yeah, God created me too and I am not too comfortable with that. Don’t begin to get me wrong this soon. I … Continue reading UNHOLY BIBLE: King Lucifer’s Version (Chpt 1a)
Today I’m a mother, Tomorrow I’m a lover, Next I’m a murderer, And another time I’m a daughter. Everyday Different scenes Every time… Another role to play. It’s a job, I need to get a hold of it. It pays the bill, I need to get used to it. UNTIL… This day … This time … Continue reading Who Am I
True loves are the ones you reminisce about. The kinds you remember with a pang and an ache. They are always in past tense, because you never really know love till you are out of it. You also never forget the worst romantic involvements of your life. It is a well known fact; love … Continue reading A Touch of Spite (1)
There is a certain allure that mystery brings to an object, lifting it and enhancing its illusory. To be demystified is a not a very friendly affair. It does not encourage awe. That is why there is no much excitement in a 10 year old marriage. That is why your siblings are never great in … Continue reading If You Must Maintain the Mystery
I might look like the worst person on earth, I may very well be. But it hardly matters these days. These days I find that looking bad is considered awesome. You tell a girl she is crazy and she thinks its a compliment. In fact, if you don’t tell her she might be the one … Continue reading Grandma, do us a favour, drop dead
Listen! Or read, or whatever But by God, Just observe As I bare my mind Do take it the wrong way I always prefer that. I seethe from the sham The cacophony and insolence Of you teaching your betters Even putting on airs Like you know a thing. “Wow, keep it up” Please, Hush it … Continue reading NS Writers (To Critics)
Arrival lounge at Dulles At Heathrow, even Moscow Countryman! Countryman! Hugs, kisses, hand shakes Much sharing, much love Other races look on Wishing in envy It’s We against Them We together Against Immigrations Countryman and Countryman Against Scotland Yard Fugitives are hidden Illegals are given Succour Screw the Green cards To hell with the Permits … Continue reading Countryman! Countryman!!
“Morning, Horsey!” “Yo! Doggy, you on duty too?” “Yeah was pulled of the drug sniffing drill, HQ got a tip off on a deal going down at that brothel over at Iju, but I guess this was more important. How’s Betsy?” “She’s all right… I guess, she keeps nagging about that vacation time I skipped. … Continue reading Animal Talk
Just felt I should try my hand in poetry. This is my first, hopefully not the last.