Born in a foreign land Grew up in my Motherland A land filled with Milk and Honey Our flag is Green, White Green A land so beautiful It took years to grow on me. Returning to this foreign land I learnt to honour my Motherland Precious to me my homeland Proud I became to speak … Continue reading Proud To Be Nigerian
A woman’s plight is no delight! Time was when women never had a voice Like children, Seen not heard And without choice Voting! Who born dog! All you were good for is sex and giving birth Desperate to be Mrs. Somebody You become nobody A young woman turned into a wife Who became a mother … Continue reading A Woman’s Plight Is No Delight!
In recent times, her family had tried to match-make her and it had been so annoying. First, during Baami’s Baba ijo reception in his mansion at Funbi Fagun, Uncle Adekunle, Baami’s younger brother, had introduced her to Leke, a guy that smiled like an oda – a stupid drooling fool. His dressing was awkward: red … Continue reading For Prestige. For Honour. (Pt 2)
Seto had never been so infuriated all her life. She walked as fast as her legs could carry her, and with one last stride got to her Highlander Jeep. She opened it, jumped inside and threw her handbag on the passenger’s seat. Her lower lip disappeared into her mouth. Her eyebrows came together. Her hand … Continue reading For Prestige. For Honour. (Pt 1)
It is true that as parents we are the architects of our children’s take on life. While many try very hard to do their best, there are still some who don’t quite make the mark. Unfortunately the right to procreate has been given to all; as HE does not discriminate. Success in parenting the right … Continue reading Questioning The Bonds of Friendship
To My Death Being, in time came my birth Time but now timed my death Though once was I alive and able To read of deeds on others’ marble Here I lie, in earth beneath Idle, bereft of strength Heaved still by my epitaph My whitening bones in the depth “I know I am because … Continue reading My Epitaph