For a human to die its just a twinkle of an eye.
An eye for an eye makes the world go blind.
We run for our life as we are killed by our very own.
We are back to history when brother kill’s brother like cane and Abel.
We are men in black without suit and tie, so is our strength hidden in dark.
But we have sold our right like isaw and Jacob for a mear plate of rice.
Like a biblical prophecy our neighbouring brothers has forsaken us.
Xenophobia has become our way of life.
Mama Africa, the mother of all blacks, the rainbow nation has spilled our blood.
Your giant hunger for war to cleanse your land.
The song of vengeance play in our hearts.
The weapon of battle receives strength in the hands of our warrior.
Mama, once again the labour of our heroes now burns with the bodies of your children, with our blood as fuel.
We count the bodies of our people like a king counts his wealth.
Mama, your giant has been stabbed and your well is filled with our blood.
The sun has shut it’s light, for the night is angry, shouting at the borders of Africa the heart of we black it’s bleaching white.
Time flies, moments swindles our Intellect to bring the best out of us. we ponder and we yield to it without grief, but with determination and courage to tear the pages and set a record of new history. With a profound gratitude, my thanks are always expressed in excitement as my teachers encoded their best … Continue reading Valedictory Speech
Aambra-born young writer, Izunna Okafor has yet added another prestigious feather to his literary status, as he won the 2019 Young Achievers Award as the Best Young Writer of The Year. This was disclosed at the award ceremony which took place at the NAF Headquarters Conference Center, Abuja, and which drew the presence of … Continue reading Izunna Okafor Wins Best Young Writer of The Year 2019
No doubt, the life we live is in different stages, each with its own peculiarities. The youthful period — which in particular, is the prime of one’s lifetime — is one that requires a great deal of one’s productivity. It is akin to the fulcrum of a lever upon which the load of your life … Continue reading The Life That Happens
JOHN CHIZOBA VINCENT IS A POET OR SOMETHING LIKE A FINE WINE I have learnt how to die a long time ago but death is so boring. I have learnt how to deprave myself of many things to remain the kind of person heaven may be pleased with. I never knew salvation scream also learning … Continue reading John Chizoba Vincent Is A Poet Or Something Like A Fine Wine
Since I moved to the big city I had learnt to wake at exactly 4:20, it was necessary if I wanted to beat the mammoth third mainland-bridge traffic. I’d say my prayers, rub and shine then dissolve into the dense stream of chaos and anarchy. Living in this city taught me one thing, rage. It … Continue reading Change
When he collected the car keys on that fateful afternoon of April 1, 2018, he had no inkling that Fate would teach him a very valuable lesson that many of us today give no attention. That only a thin line separates life, which is a gift, from death. Abdulsalami Gbolahan Ridwan was born 24 years … Continue reading Elic Season Ii: Edutainment Is Where Entertainment Meets Education.
Some call it the civil war While others choose to call it the biafran war For two and the half years it lasted. That war that was synonymous to starvation. For if we eastern brethens have separated Where would “bia” be in Wazobia? That war that begat peace And restored unity. Despite many heroes fell … Continue reading We Remember
This is Nigeria, live with in…or not
Episode 1 . . I woke up late because i didn’t sleep early last night, i was busy chatting with friends and was also thinking of the screening i will be going for. I just got admitted to kaduna state university (KASU) to study pharmacy and today is the screening. I woke up from bed … Continue reading The Fame (episode 1)
Like every other day, I was buried in the deep slumber I finally had the chance to savor, and like every other night, it was predestined to be another short sleep. Needless to say that it was necessary to make the best use of that moment before we were awoken to the new day’s burdens. … Continue reading Chased (or something like that)
Around September of 2017, a certain OAP granted an interview on the subject of tithing to a TV station owned by a popular blogger. In the interview, he cited a number of scriptural verses as ‘evidence’ in support of his condemnation of pastors demanding and receiving tithes from members, and also tried to discourage those … Continue reading Season’s Greetings III: Nigerian, Ignore Loudmouths…
Each time I try to do it right, I fail myself. I’ve tried all I could but I keep getting it wrong. The other day, someone’s comment on my wall made me want to give up writing but I told myself I would write again and again and again but I keep failng and failing … Continue reading Writing Is Not For Little Children
Although countless Bible scholars as well as critics accept the birth and death of Jesus Christ as two uncontested facts about his earthly life, the same cannot be said about his supposed date of birth, something almost every expert have practically discarded. Today’s Christians as well tend to agree with the idea that Jesus … Continue reading Season’s Greetings II: The Most Significant Birth In History
What really prompt me to volunteer as a delegate to witness the burial of our mate was not really known to me until I went to Opume community, the origin and burial place of the body of our brother and friend. The night before the day I volunteered, saw myself at the burial ceremony … Continue reading My Visit To Opume in Bayelsa