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MASTER PLAYER: Excerpts

(a play for young adults)

NOTE: Intellectual discretion is needed for the direction and setting of this play.

Scene One

CHARACTERS

Dennis’s mother [DeM]

Dennis’s father [DeF]

DeF: [enters] Your son!  Your only son!!  Your only child!!!

DeM: Don’t get so worked [...]

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Definition of me...

I say that I am beautiful,
You say that I am not;
You tell me what I am,
I’d rather tell you what I am not.
Without many words you make me feel dorky,
flicking through your glossy insides
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Las Gidi

I thought I was a Lagosian. Today ,I realised I am still a native of Ogbomoso. I left my shirtmaker in Tinubu Square on my way home. I watched Muslims pray in unison with the spirit of Ramadan hovering in the air. I wanted [...]

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They Would Call It Misogyny.

Miss Bikini screamed
Miss Bikini said Jide forced her
Miss Bikini said Jide raped her

Jide said he thought she wanted it
The way she walked past him
The way she smiled
Seductively
The way she [...]

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Love, Lady Luck

It was morning.

Daylight streamed from the wide glass pane windows and cut broad swathes over the bed, tinting wrinkled white sheets with a halo of gold. She stirred and rolled from one edge to the next, gathering the bedspread around her like the [...]

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UNDER THE INFLUENCE (1)

The bright lights flash before their eyes

The light is so bright it’s blinding

It feels like the sun’s brightness

They are convinced it is the sun

It was what the booze and the ganja said

They had their bodies but their minds were [...]

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The Novel 3

INT. PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE - DAY

Ada and MRS. DUKE are discussing.

EXT. UCHE’S PREMISES - DAY

Gate man opens the gate and Stella drives in. Stella comes out of the car and hurries into the house. Moments later she comes out of the house [...]

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WHERE ARE YOU

WHERE ARE YOU?
A day without a say
I walked, I ran, I saw you
I searched, you showed the way

Now I look for you
Asking why I only say hi
And left you where I saw you
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Abiku (3)

“Nnam, you’ve done well coming to see your wife. You can see how happy your presence here has made her.” Ezeamaka reached out to pat her son and he grinned.

“Don’t tell her this but it’s been very quiet in the flat without her; [...]

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PET PEEVES - II

Don’t believe the hype; being a ghost is no fun. You can’t read minds, you can’t possess people or influence their thoughts or actions, you can’t reach anyone, or anything, physically, and you can’t move things with your mind. Nobody can see you, nobody [...]

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Mobile Phones and Moral Fibre

It is early evening at Pangolo Junction, a run-down bar in a less-than-affluent part of an unnamed town, and three men are sitting round a table. Two of them are nursing their glasses of kunu and watching with vary degrees of impatience as the [...]

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A Retrosexual’s Resume’

A manly-man Old fashioned with rugged mane I‘m your calmative police force When libido riots in your pulse *************************** A Portmanteau of mare and man Trimmed & manicured, not me But come to me for a cure If you’re burdened with Cupid’s curse [...]

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Mr. Ethics

“Mara, see me after the class,” said Mr. Ethics “but you should come alone.” He concluded the last part of the sentence with his index finger standing while the rest clutched at a red mini towel that he used as handkerchief. Red was also [...]

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IF ONLY I HAD KNOWN

I would have called you ‘Oya’ Mighty conjuror of confluence and delta At the snap of her fingers To let me bask naked In your waters, Wash me pristine and guiltless. [...]

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Einstein / Misleading Angels

********* Some tranquil is necessary, Even for the military, When worthy occasions, Undergo deliberations. Solitude is of essence, When inspiration descends, And one must have some quiet, When the thinking roads he plieth. [...]

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