IN THOSE DAYS by Micheal Jacob

In those days when our fathers carried woods on bicycles When under the mango tress serves as relaxation centres Palm wine as red wine, cola nuts serve as chocolates Cleaning our mouth with the back of our hands In those days when our mother carried clay pots on their heads...

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SILENT DAYS by Tochi Onuoha

These days are void of the peals of laughter ringing out from the vocal orifices of playing children the sun embracing their naked,sweaty anatomies and the calling voices of their mothers tearing through the veil of the noon. . These days are void of the chants of the midday hawker...

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FANATIC EXPLOSION by Joshua Omena

As the day sets The world is moving fast The evening race starts Tired feet and clustered streets Men as ants in traffic trails Running to their homely holes The epilogue of another day Of many hopeful hopes No apprise about the next diorama We never knew about the drama...

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THE NEW GOD by Ndukwo Kalu Ugah

We found a new God Who runs in another blood Clear as dark in his veins And limps as planes In his wandering flight Without stars for sight. In his morning He rises from the eye of the sun, And hardly births fun From the wave of his evening Through...

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WHAT GOD AND I SAW by Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

(for Ondo and other cities) i. i saw man die on the same street he was born yesterday i saw a man killed by the same hands he shook yesterday ii. i saw a people lost, cannibalized by blind ignorance iii. i saw a god watching as sinful gods of...

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