Our silence is mocked By the agony of our lost hopes We are tortured in our trust Left to boil in their promise-pot Our days are drained of smiles We are watered with pensive lies As the future flutters on greedy trees We glide on, in their selfish trip Our candles are robbed of flames… Continue reading ECHOES
Ije Uwa… The things we are leaving Are living in us… With our hands We ploughed our fields only To reap shame During planting… We toil in seasons Leaving our dreams to narrow At the pitiable stream Of our all fainting shadows Grasping our hoes… Dream left flying Earth kept drying Every man to his… Continue reading IJE UWA
We are the girls from Chibok Was it a crime that we strove for our right The write to know all that in in the book Would our quest not be for our nation’s good Alas, we languish now in the hands of beasts They lied when they say we need not education Is life… Continue reading #BringBackOurGirls: WHEN WILL THEY BRING US BACK HOME
My world is spinning like a frisbee My breath is starting to stink My eyes are playing tricks on me I think I had too much to drink There’s female underwear everywhere There’s a strange woman beside me I’m covered in lipstick stain This is not what my pastor should see I stagger to the… Continue reading THE AMERICAN DREAM
Who knows my fears? Plenty like a madman’s beards Constant in my subconscious mind ever present seeking to make me blind Who can name my fears? Names that are scarce and very rare Sweet and bitter mixed to be pleasant Yes, my fears are not borne only of the unpleasant I know my fears Hidden… Continue reading MY FEARS
Strives were rife As imminent doom begot these offsprings Of Adam and Eve. The soil thou tilled, when tractor blurred into Life, Served pounded yam on thy table; Seasons climbed seasons, And thy life, fed through the years, now Was planted as yam remnant A seed – six feet beneath! Tales of the past, we… Continue reading SONS OF ADAM, DAUGHTERS OF EVE
O ye of sublimed conscience O ye of ruptured of brain Ye have turned us pilgrims in our peaceful home And kidnapped our girls as if we play hide and seek Why? O ye literates of depravity O ye protagonists of hostility Ye have laid our beds with bedsheets of nightmare And have turned us… Continue reading WHY?