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Dear Governor, Elections are here again and I plan to re-elect you. You were not my man in the last elections but I voted for you anyway because I just didn’t want the umbrella brigade to take over. They have shown me time and [...] Read More Dear Governor
we have us only hope as friend they’ve come again to spit their words Read More They’ve come, again…
The Race Begins Again… they have come again to the track Continue reading The Race Begins Again…
My son’s image looms large as I watch the political campaign on my black and white TV. Sadly, I do not feel my allegiance to him is strong enough to risk empowering him in such a manner. You see, I come from a long [...] Read More The Gene of Greatness
Bayo sank tiredly into the sofa in his bed-sitter. Thank God my break starts tomorrow, he thought. If the management of the plant where he worked had not so designed things that workers went on alternating one-week breaks he would have simply collapsed on [...] Read More We will live again
Their big grammar scatters my brain
In a large luxurious room, far removed from the chaos and turmoil painting our nation’s soil red with freshly spilled blood, sat the absent relaxed leaders of the various fighting sections. Continue reading Cannon Fodder
…on the selection of a Northern Consensus Candidate The revered oracle has spoken Drunken with strong wine Read More THE DESERT ORACLE
It was Sunday night and people were engaged in lewd scenes by the hour on the giant LCD screen that stood tall at a corner of the sitting-room. Girls stood carelessly along the streets, whorls of smoke from cigars formed a vain atmosphere, and [...] Read More The quickfall
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The elegantly dressed alhaji was striding down the corridor of the National Assembly Complex when he heard someone shout out his name. He turned round and saw that it was his good friend and party [...] Read More Political Discussions
in this airport, pot bellies rule, and lead the dance of boxed machines. the boxes watch and join the carnival of lopsided fun. on and on, they dance
i count a great the number
A man is nothing without a life, A home incomplete without a wife; Shit cuts deep like a knife, Backstabbing the masses - hunger and strife —- Curses,crime and craziness is rife [...] Read More THE WARNING……
A baby roams the streets Hawking worthless wares She’s dizzy in the heat The sun has scorched her bare feet - [...] Read More Where oppression is king …
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