Life
Rain (Part XY)
I’m in this bus with my earphones plugged in; Fela telling me not-so-subtly that he’s basketmouth and he’s come again. Generally, I’m not a pretentious fella but I’m trying very hard not to see pot-holes filled with puddles and litter playing hide and seek on their surface (It has rained). I just get angry when I…
About woMen
Remember About Men….Part One? Here is the second part. Do comment and share. Thanks. It always starts with an 'xy' gene Until that 'xx' gene is formed And then 'xx' gene is re-named When she's 1-3 'It's united we stand' 3-5? The racism starts She's 5-10,she's thinking.. 'Boys are so dirty'! 10-18? Boys just…
About Men….Part One
It always starts with an 'xx' gene yeah, remember she ate the 'Apple' first It's her job to nurture 'xy' genes from the womb, to the tomb from the womb, it's hers to carry out the womb? Still hers of course when he's 6, He's acting like 2 and when he's 12? thinking like 6…
Cold Fire by Cynthia Jusi
I am thinking about this girl She and I are more than close She always wished life was fair But whoever could avoid life's troublesome woes Travelling along the bumpy road of life Laced with roses, thorns and bristles Has filled her with strife Poised on the steep edge of life's cliff awaiting…
Drowning Confluence by Niyi Adekanye
As we hoist our banners of conscience Amongst us they that lower them As we brew our bubbles of consciousness Amongst us they that burst them We With our burdens in our hands We With our rubble on our heads Alone we stand wrecked In the confluence of foe and friend
NOTHING
In yesterday's crowd you stopped my heart's hurried pace. Through all that chaos you made mine a distinct face. The thoughts in your head echoed mine like a town crier's gong. My emotions you said filled you like harmattan breeze in your lungs. From across the room I felt we made a pact. Holding…
Freedom Park by Idris Sado
These walls once were grim and gloomy. Here many a fate met their doom. I still see them in their chains, their sweaty bodies tilling the grounds. They wet the soil with tears from their eyes, I still can hear their cries in these winds Freedom so far, in bitterness they…
Poetry | ILE by Titilope Alake
Ile Awon kan ko ra won jo Won ni awon fe ba oke sota Oke oje Oke omu Oke ni ori eyin enin tin rin Some converged With the notion of conspiring against the mountain Mountain did not eat Mountain did not drink Mountain will win its assailants Aire patiko l’an gbo ohun eja lomi…
The Future Is Us by Jide Ojedokun
The future is us it's in the gifts we carry it's in the hope we raise it's in the rest we crave The future is us it runs deep in us it resides in chambers of our minds it sits on the threshold of our hearts it runs in the fibre of our…
ILU SIONI (Illusion) Episode 4
Dido was not her real name but it was the name everyone knew her by. Even her parents often times called her Dido against their better judgment. Though they didn’t like it, she absolutely loved the name. Her parents were Witnesses and so was she; automatically. Both were highly placed in the organization’s hierarchy. Her…