It started with Tosyn commenting on one of my posts, “Nice one Bruv/Sis. Please keep them coming”. Bubbllinna replied, “Elove is a dude…@tosyn keep off!…hehehe…” Then the Head Wordsmith, Kaycee, asked, “Elove is a dude??? Mtcheeew. All these romantic dudes seff?” I replied without an answer, “Yep??? It happens that ‘we poets’ know paper/pen love, … Continue reading Elove Poetry: A Case of Identity Crisis on NS?
Few minutes past noon, a deadly explosion goes off somewhere at the end of Ibrahim Tukur drive. It causes a stampede that leaves people scurrying for safety. Television crews struggle for a piece of the action. Rescue workers grapple with the resulting inferno. Later, they would break into the compound, lift the few injured ones … Continue reading The Christmas Day Boomerang
Even in a Nigeria that works, something will always go wrong It was a festival of prints and delicacies at the congress hall of Transcorp Hilton Hotel. The recently passed Local Content Law had among other things, brought life to the failing economy. The Nation had just witnessed a sudden turnaround in fortune and President … Continue reading The Faulty Bomb Detector
Thursday morning, traffic was free-flowing. It left you feeling clairvoyant. You had taken it as a sign of something unusual waiting to happen. It probably had something to do with the call, you concluded. You let your eyes roam the entire reception area of Capital Projects’ Head office. You had been there only a few … Continue reading Between God’s Call and the Good Life (2)
Dear Son, It’s a cold dreary night, tonight; A feast of eerie sparks and sounds, Of crickets chirping at a distance, Of fireflies with flickers that illumine Yet in the deep shadows of the night, I lay bleeding in my wounded state; Mingling with the stars that shine so bright. I’m worn by … Continue reading To My Unborn Son