(written in absolute dislike for Nigeria's splitting…) Paint me White, not RED; Green, I beseech thee still and entomb every dark desires that kings your soul. Paint me Green, not...
You see them mad, They are always murmuring; talking to a ghost, unseen, with voiceless voices, unheard with much in serious seriousness- they move like heaven, so far, is their...
My eyes are your signs, Your Good news; Years, You were hidden to emotions, A gentile of love. You lived unworthy Of the promises of affection. Until you found grace...
After KAYEEFI was born and bath Her veil was as tattered as a torn net Only a few friending shame vowed partnership. As time crept to welcome stages Her emergence...