Strange to see them at such a time Surprisingly they are seen where they once belonged But now they no longer belong there For they have expired their season here...
Way, way round the world Roll, roll snow the ball Run, run race the wind Warp, warp beats the storm Slow, slow moves the snail Sit, and I shall tell...
Pangs of unrest and signs of troubles to come were gradually hovering around the thoughts and feelings of Ọnụ, for he felt things heavily when they’re about to come. Whatever...
TITLE: UNDER THE UDALA TREES AUTHOR: CHINELO OKPARANTA GENRE: PROSE FICTION NO. OF PAGES: 328 PUBLISHERS: HOUGHTON MIFFLIN HARCOURT YEAR OF PUBLICATION: 2015 ISBN: 978-0-544-00344-6 REVIEWER: EUGENE YAKUBU [W]ithdraw emotional...
Half cast don't claim black cast They are naturally cast The light among the crowd The victorious in battleship The float in a ship sinkingI wonder why I don't sleep...
Look at the sky- A'the sky, Behold, the stars. Looking deep at em, They speaks- Sparkling, talking; encouragement... Look at the sky, At the sky, Behold, silence... Silence- It's not...
The day he was birthed, He came laughing. With his frail little hands, he Tilled his mother’s thigh and Sowed a kiss, and he said; "Take this as my signature,...