Were the sky an egg, the sun would be its yolk
Were it an artwork, the painter will be God
If rain was virgin silver escaping from heaven’s treasure house
Men would line up in their numbers to be the […]
Payment for no goods
I gave a twenty naira note to the officer and he squeezed it into his pocket,
Again he has returned his hand to the previous position.
Stretched out, ready to take more of the notes from […]