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The Gods are not to Blame...: The Gods are not to Blame
Ola Rotimi
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My Best Nigerian book is Ola Rotimi's The Gods are not to Blame . It's a classic that most literature student can not escape. The play strongly drives African belief in destiny an...1 view(s)
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A kid's prayer: As i face another day,
Watch over me Lord when i play,
Help me not to cry when i fall.
Instill in me your sweetest love.
Fill my heart with your truth.
As i'll soon ...145 comment(s)
OH! PASTOR: ... Oh! Pastor ... REPENT!!! before its too late!
This poetry shows the deteriorating state of our religious leaders ... so help us GOD!...102 comment(s)
FIRST KISS: THE LOOK
The first time he kissed her it was from across the office.
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Captain von 'Clap' Trapp: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of some ages, good day.
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After several twitches, just when I had gotten a comfort spot on the front seat of the keke Marwa, he leapt suddenly in front of it, threatening to hit its windscreen with his side-handled baton.
‘’Park! Park! ’’, he yelled, gesticulating with so much [...]
Fifteen-year-old Tunde Adeniyi had always heard of people window-shopping, but he never thought he would ever be doing it. Why should he? After all, his parents were rich and he usually got what he wanted, as long as he wasn’t greedy. But here they [...]
A harmless phone call was all posterity used to keep me alive. Without that fated call, I’d either be six feet under the ground, if the grave digger wasn’t drunk beyond his analytical limit; or on the highway to the great beyond, if my [...]
A reverie is not always what it seems; sometimes it is real life hiding itself snug in your imaginations. So it was that after the revolution that ran through Tunisia, Egypt, Libya et al in 2011, the world began to take a second [...]
Tito sprawled on the sofa of his lavishly furnished living room. He didn’t bargain to ever be this fatigued. It was the reason he resigned from his initial job to come settle himself with something less boring, not so financially comparable though but hey! [...]
Nothing was held sacred. Not even the head of a chief judge on a Sunday morning.The judge was going bald, sprinkles of white salted his temples dotting their way round to the tips where the hair stopped just [...]
He saw her again, the same girl he’s seen in the bus every morning. He walked past her and went on to seat just on the adjacent row, 2 seats behind her. She had the same impeccable look than spoke tales of good [...]
Swirl windy breeze of the morning from across the Atlantic caressed my face, a new dawn beckoned me, ‘bid your tide’ the water chorused in a trembling voice. Oh! What relieve at the nick of time. The weight gone, the joy of been alone, [...]
I had felt some eyes following me all day long. It was the kind of eyes that went right inside you and left you feeling all warm inside. The eyes followed me right into the bus.
I am lying face down on the cold tile in my one room apartment, trying hard to forget the pain I feel in my stomach. I let my thoughts wander back and forth, to the first day I met ufuoma and the day he [...]
I was supposed to be angry but to my surprise, I was calm, too calm for my comfort. He did it again today. He came home late and to make matters worse, he walked into the house with the airs [...]
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