Read Previous episode: Here Will I ever get out of this? Ibimina paced the room, willing the headache which was slowly developing at the back of her head to go. She did not know how she had managed to cope or how long she’ll be able to cope with a child like hers. Tami was … Continue reading “Unaware” – 4
Whose side were you always on When papa’s cane made thumping sounds When whispered echoes drowned my muffled cries When anxiety made me groan Whose side were you always on When I looked at you for reassurance Wet eyes, bruised lips, seeking pity When I peaked for warmth or a soothing piety Whose side were … Continue reading Unraveling ep4 of 16
While we weep – while we weep We breathe as though we feel A hand choking us as we sleep A plan making sure we sink While we weep – while we weep We reach for a steady grip A grain of peace within our dream A tighter clasp on pleasures deep While we weep … Continue reading Unraveling ep3 of 16
In an altar of delight A girl beamed her light Just to alter her plight Yet – she sunk in her fright In an altar of desire A boy played with fire Trapped in lust vicious fist Yet – he sought to escape its midst. Leah Abba stood at the back of the large hall … Continue reading Unraveling ep2 of 16
We were fine Except for those thoughts Those thoughts seemed okay Except for those words Those words were acceptable Except for that deed, That deed deemed cool Until Our normal wasn’t acceptable Our attitude wasn’t agreeable Our lives became miserable We sort to be expendable Still we thought We were fine. The light turned red. … Continue reading Unraveling ep1 of 16
Three men dressed in camouflage converged over a map spread on top of a table in an uncompleted building. One man pointed at a spot on the map. “As they descend this slope, they will lose direct line of sight of this section of the road”, he continued pointing to another spot on the map. … Continue reading The Cell 4
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
Dear Segun, Thinking of losing you is like living without water. Fix me because I am in pieces and my heart bleeds. The songs you sing to me lingers in my memory like a lullaby. Oh, ayanfẹ mi, how can I leave when we are meant to build our world together. If I go, I … Continue reading Biafra, I Must Go
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
Being dynamic is an important quality that indicates purposeful leadership; The ability to inculcate current best practices to develop, moving with the times while keeping what’s important and discarding what’s not. These are ways in which good leadership could adjust to not just reach their primary responsibilities but surpass them, making them have more value … Continue reading 1980conomics; The NCC Directive
pianist slamming the keys at 90 degrees low orchestra orchestrating melodious chromatography plucking away, strings apologizing vibratingly pendulums, gong beat talk of home made beats buzzing raps with a little highlife undertone arpeggios streaming, guitarist starring… plucking away, strings apologizing vibratingly pendulums, gong beat talk of home made beats sounds o’ victory in the air … Continue reading Listening To Music
It’s quite easy to stereotype. It eases up the responsibility of explaining. Stating without variations is often much easier than describing exceptions and the whys that follow. Stereotypes do not give room for explanations too. They are cut-in-stone conclusions. The indelible absence of buts design them. All aspects of sexuality has been stereotyped in Nigeria. … Continue reading Revisiting Anti-Gay laws
The title ‘Beautiful wings’ came after much contemplation about what kind of wings I’d like to be involved in this story. Beautiful or Broken. And I pondered if we humans had wings at all. I guess we had nothing to stand or even fly. We are that fragile. And so while I was still thinking, … Continue reading Beautiful Wings Episode 1
I listen to Fela’ quite a lot. I’m one of those weird people who can sing along to almost every of his track. In Sorrow, tears and blood, one of his songs, he posited that Nigerians fear too much. They never take action. They always have an excuse not to join a protest. Either … Continue reading The Burning of a seven year old; More than hashtags.