“We are only imprudent servants, And have done what we ought to” That ancient book somewhere urged For we need not be lauded or adorned By our improbable breath or even death But by the Read More
“We are only imprudent servants, And have done what we ought to” That ancient book somewhere urged For we need not be lauded or adorned By our improbable breath or even death But by the Read More
I came back to an empty house; everything was gone, except for the fridge and furniture. I checked the children’s rooms too. Empty! I knew this would happen, I just did not think it would Read More
I wonder how we let them hijack Christmas, but they have done so and they haunt us with it. Our sober ceremony was hijacked and turned into a carnival, and we let them. A time Read More
Edge of Glory & Gory E.G.G Next daily “Moon, Vol. 35: No. 619, page….” Page your beak! State the day, month and year, you stupid brat! Yes sir, Thursday, October Read More
I still see your eyes Through teddies, through birdies, through butterflies I still see your eyes Through thirteen ladies that said to me hi! And wish me wooed them and then be their guy I Read More
Love is the peace the earth should feast, and unlist wars that reign bullets of guns; it’s the festival the world should party, and stay blood gone like ocean unrest waters! Love is the peace Read More
My travails in Dana expressed By the kind gesture of that phantom At the gate of this beautiful place On Sabbath when God rested On man’s origin on resurrection day. This poet with much time Read More
“Do not do that which you contemplate” The words of his old butler had resonated in his mind. What did the old man mean? Never mind. He turned his mind resolutely away from all thoughts. Read More
Tiwa”…I heard my Father call me from the living room, and just as I approached , I heard the news “NLC suspends Nationwide strike”. My heart sank as I put my hands on my head Read More
Now, we’re lining up to school and work At the end of a crazy quirk Going outrightly berserk We still sleep and rise in a murk Oh! The face of corruption Is shining brightly Read More
Another bomb-blast like the wind, it came so fast trapping us in an old mesh making our old wounds fresh when will it end we are finding it hard to fend as we live Read More
I write this piece A timeless ode to peace Gather the choir Make an orchestra Sound the gongs Across the atlantic From the hills of Jos To the far east Roll out the drums Sing Read More
Truce is but a timed peace given to our weary souls… Tottering guns, booming mines away-away with all of them. When we tire to re-fire into truce we oft retire. When friction, its poisons work Read More