Mary. That was her name. Very pretty girl, he thought. He watched her as he parked his car beside her. Moving the side window down, he smiled widely at her. “Hello Mary. I told you we would meet again but on a neutral ground.” Mary just smiled. Her fair skin plus her smile was making … Continue reading I’m from Edo state.
We Are Not black, We Are Brown We are not black, We are brown, We are not the colour of tires, Charcoal or bats We are brown, A million beautiful shades of same We are not the black Of blacklists, black sheep, blackmail And black marias We are the beautiful brown of Toast bread, corn … Continue reading We are not Black, We are Brown
I am a Nigger You are a honky And we are both this poem. Our poetry ate hate and defecated political correctness Like a puritan’s vest sent forth to cleanse monkeys It is St Andrew’s and John’s missionaries One subjugated, the other indoctrinated, while God smiled unabashed
In the night we had risen like phoenixes
From the ashes of St John and Andrew’s ventures
Ebony pain glistening in the moonlight
Vengeance exposed by the glistening shards called our eyes
For come the sun, melanin should rule supreme