Damn the scoreboard Damn the results Damn those who knew us But chose to write whatever they wanted In our class, we know who is who. Damn the award Damn its recipient Damn those who knew us But chose to give it to those they were pleased with In our class, we know who is … Continue reading We Know Who Is Who
There are times when I will write things that would get you angry And you will feel like killing me on sight Please when I do that Just smile and say he is just an ordinary writer. There will also be time when I will write what will excite you And you will feel like … Continue reading He Is Just An Ordinary Writer
Where are those people that told us to go to school? Where are the floggers that wiped our bumbums whenever we ran away from school? They said we would be very rich when we finished school We refused to ask them, maybe out to fear of being caned Why they themselves were not very rich … Continue reading Where Are Those People?
When the loud meaningless sound on the corrugated roof subsided, I knew that the bullish rain had finally heard the acrimonious cries of the inhabitants of the earth. It had been raining all day with thunders that threatened to tear the sky apart.The heavy downpour held everybody back. We were imprisoned in our respective rooms. … Continue reading Campus Saunters
“Mojisola’s Coffin” short story by Alade Abayomi Idris “Consider yourself dead if I meet you at home when I return from work”. Michael thundered as he walked away from the emerging crowd that had gathered to settle and sympathized with the helpless woman. The neighbours were already used to their everyday fight. They often discussed … Continue reading Mojisola’s Coffin