A Critique of Layrite’s Random Run Poem Series Taking a cursory look at the first installment of the Random Run series, any reader would be forgiven for immediately thinking “what the hell is this?” Well it is what it is as the title aptly indicates. It’s a series of poems broaching a random collection of … Continue reading A Critique of Layrite’s Random Run Series
“Mummy can I have a bubble bath next time” Nkechi asked “Sure sweetheart, but its best we do that in evening instead of morning, ok.” “Ok, mummy.” “Come closer so I can put lotion on your body.” “Now go put on your panties.” “Nkechi! Why are your panties still hanging around your thighs? Do I … Continue reading Little Devil
It’s dark… The clouds have formed The wind blows savagely through the land Objects get tossed like debris in a desert storm Yet I stand a tree in the midst of life’s storms My branches do sway to the call of the winds The winds though strong unable to fall my leaves This stormy … Continue reading Stormy weather
Who says pictures don’t lie? Behind the smiles reality cries Glamour hides frowns with smiles Disappointment masked by woos of affluence Who says houses don’t lie? Behind sand, brick and wood A beautiful facade for distraught hearts All things fallen apart Who says cars can’t tell lies? Behind smooth, sleek lines and turning eyes … Continue reading Pictures That Lie!
Despite lessons learned over time Rebirth to me Still feels like a crime My spirit grieves the attachment it feels The earth With its attractions bring A life full of many distractions My attachment a casualty of dissatisfaction Oh! What sad day! My ignorance betrayed. My ignorance ponders the choice of rebirth The good they … Continue reading Rebirth
Sitting in the my chair filled with fear Why do I a doctor care? Patients, Ailments, their statements Complaints, constraints, restraints all about pain All expect my informed response, not disdain My qualifications, quantifications and observations determine the evaluation of my observations. My waiting room is filled to the brim Patients young and old, looking … Continue reading The Doctor
Sorrow finds its home in our today and tomorrows Is there life devoid of sorrow? It shapes our today and tomorrows On the bed of sorrow we can find the wings of strength And the breath of courage To live a better tomorrow Who can resist the call of sorrow? Resisting its call is to … Continue reading Sorrow
Calling Dana Flight 9J-992 to Lagos Calling Dana Flight 9J-992 to Lagos This is the last call for flight 9J-992 to Lagos A call for a righteous few that will stand as sacrifice Their sacrifice: the price for our better quality of life That the broken wheel; fixed can now freely spin Insecurity will now … Continue reading Sword of Damocles
Of different shapes, sizes and colours: the epitome of sexy Powerful men brought to their knees Willing to commit atrocities Women young and old adore you Men young and old can’t resist you On a platform you alone stand Your reward for those that honour you is their gain Gain mingled with the … Continue reading It’s Never Too Much…
In this foreign land called England Mama Charlie is grand My red passport Is no comfort Driving a nice car Is a signal for police escort! Like a Bull charging for the Matador’s red cape Surely I’ll be pulled over Given a once over In my Motherland I drive a man without care Here they … Continue reading Foreigner In England
They call me magic stick because I perform tricks I can stand erect like a flagpole out in the cold Shunned by a simple hole but still whole Lay sideways obedient, like a log of wood Waiting for my boss to call Or play dead like a limp dick After a marathon kip Sometimes I … Continue reading Magic Stick
How I mourn the distant past When words were seasoned with the salt of care, grace and politeness Today we cuss and swear What rotten luck What the fuck… Oops! Pardon my French “I don’t give a fuck!” “What the fuck do I care if you swear” If I don’t swear, I’m square! “Saying fuck … Continue reading F* You! I’m a Nigerian!
The sight made me gasped in horror Is this a new trend or an error? Isn’t nudity a close relative of obscenity? Naked for the whole world to see Is this really is a Nigerian! She must be some other ‘rian’ Like an Algerian or a Liberian Nipples erect like a soldier Breasts glowing, showing … Continue reading Facebook Shocker!
Call Me LIQUOR, I’m a god! My name is liquor I embrace all with vigour I make all equal Putting them in a stupor Brave men I make Where angels fear they thread Their payday always my take I am liquor Who says I’m not a god All stand equal before my throne Before me … Continue reading Call Me Liquor, I’m a god!
Kaikai Sting Short, skint, everyone knows I drink On my breath kaikai stinks Who needs fragrance? I simply reek of kaikai stink. I see pretty women Why not get laid All I get is a drunken maid Who isn’t getting paid Her Oga has gone to jail 419 has failed. Spent all night humping Bodies … Continue reading Kaikai Sting