Don’t call me free, when chains are all around me. Don’t call me independent, when on others I still rely. Don’t call me innocent, when my hands are stained with blood. Don’t call me free, when I’m still in chains. Don’t preach peace to me, when war is all around me. Don’t force me to be at peace when … Continue reading Don’t call me free (when I’m still in chains)
SHARON “My roommates prepared it,” he said and sighed, “ and for now, I am single.” “Really?” My heart fluttered with joy, “Hmn. You must be joking. A guy like you. I doubt it.” “I must confess to you,” he said almost in a mournful tone, “ My girlfriend broke up with me long time … Continue reading Treasure and the lucky digger (part 3)
Fagunwa Day Holds Next Week Thursday On the 6th of March 2014, the Amphi-theatre (the former house of the Nobel Leaurete, Prof. Wole Soyinka) University of Ibadan will accommodate secondary school students selected from different schools in Oyo State who will be participating in the readings of the Late D.O. Fagunwa Five Books – Ogboju … Continue reading Fagunwa Day holds Next Week Thursday
I woke up on Sunday morning and dragged my self out of bed. I was unwilling to go to Church as usual but I knew there was nothing I could do about that. My two sisters came into my room and I found out that we felt the same way. We had two friends … Continue reading From Grace to Grass
EPISODE 5 Kunle went into an inner office and brought it. Anike got to work immediately, cutting her long, dark brown hair with quiet efficiency. She cropped her hair very close, almost like the crew cut Kunle was sporting. When she was done, she looked at herself in a mirror and was satisfied with the … Continue reading Maiden’s Cross - Episode 5
The high class restaurant was filled with people laughing and chatting away while they munched on their meals. One could smell the delicious gathering of different cuisines. Right in the middle of all the commotion, a young man and a beautiful woman comfortably sat on their chairs staring deeply at each other eyes. “I remember … Continue reading All Grown Up
“Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.” ― Aberjhani, The River of Winged Dreams. EPISODE THREE She was already running behind schedule. A quick flick of her left hand told her she had barely eight more minutes to go. She wouldn’t have been running late if not for the I’m … Continue reading Unbreak My Heart - 3
Corruption and Nigeria Which is the eldest and fattest? They both came with the white man On the wheels of civilization As if we had no life before They gave us the pencil and the eraser To write as much as we wish And clean like nothing was ever written We write big and … Continue reading Corruption And Nigeria
CHAPTER 3 The classroom block for senior secondary school students was a four storey building shaped as a rectangle. The sound of teachers droning on in the classrooms could be heard as we ran through the only entrance to the building. There was a small courtyard in the middle of the building and the harsh … Continue reading The Last Curse (Chapter 3)
FOURTEEN Mummy announced that Daddy would be coming back home at last! She said the doctors informed her he was now well enough to leave the hospital. I was so happy that I started to jump up and down. I wanted to hurry over to tell Tayo and Buki that our Daddy was coming back … Continue reading Waiting For My Daddy (Chapter 14)
It was just like yesterday that I had had an encounter with an Angel; it was already two weeks, I had sniffed and searched round the whole street of Oakland, asking anyone I saw around about Sam’s where-about. Few people thought I was just being delusional due to my inquisitiveness, some thought … Continue reading I Met Sam : Part 2
The dishes piled up unwashed, Kitchen floor messy, Napkins stinky And cobwebs decorating the ceiling. Who is responsible? Taps left running, Water racing to the soakaway. Bath tub soapy and slippery. The mirrors displaying blur images. Not leaving out the stained sink with paste. Who is responsible? Beds have become boutiques. Pillows turned foot stools. … Continue reading Responsibility: Who is responsible?
How he couldn’t wait to get home. It was Friday and every Friday his wife made a special treat, last week it was samosas, the week before it was pineapple crumble. He didn’t bother guessing what treat he would be enjoying this evening because he would only be tempted to drive faster and as it … Continue reading Edge
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Dear Sugar pie honey chocolaty, I chose you over all of those that came because I was convinced about the love we shared - indeed our love was love. Maybe I didn’t deserve someone as good as you, I don’t know. A perfect complement, you have been to me and I am not going to … Continue reading You live for the game? I leave for the game!
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 21st, 2014. Ogba, Lagos. 7PM. Shine bright like a diamond Shine bright like a diamond… The voice of Rihanna broke her concentration as it played out through her phone. She glanced sideways to the sound of the phone on her bed and wished she had magical powers to shut it up. For once, … Continue reading The Morning After 2