SEASON OF NO LIGHT: by Olajide Teniola

Behold the night As black as the sour-faced tar Harvest season for soul hunters Behold the night I say, season without light Enthralled uncanny feeling On the residents of the street As they brandished Their shiny weapons of destruction Behold the night I say, season without light Lives sent on...

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IN MY COUNTRY: by Chileh Pedro

There are words, loads of them in my country, Many cry them, some prophesy them! The powers, they curse and become angry Our countenance, they become solemn. In my country, the children are born at night, They cry and declare their burden! We celebrate their coming with drums and a...

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