MERCHANTS OF TRUTH: by Awa Chigozie Jerome
The people's silence curled around a thorn caressing the walls of their tongues a caveat dressed in blood maiming their tongues with rods painted in colours of fire from bravery,their...
THE PATH OF HISTORY: by Ayodeji A. Adeyemi
Toiling and thumping in the pains of history freedom they say was all we needed we roll and boil in the bloodbath of slavery our kindred always the sacrificial lamb...
BAGA: by Mesioye Affable Johnson
Silly season of human seasonings Perceived in seasoning of human killings, Fear,now what everyone must cook under Perhaps,fresh flesh be made lunch for trigger. Morrow's morrow laid under dying dreams...
A WISP OF MEMORY: by Peter Jokoh
Fun filled days of my yesterpast How I wished it would forever last Thunders didn't rumble when we met But something more than natural we did felt Back then when...
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...
DELILAH’S DEN: by Ogoluwa Simon Ojewale
She came from a region Where men ignored their cultures They formed a religion And made their gods with sculptures She asked how long I pray to my God For...
YOUTHFUL DREAMS: by Ogoluwa Simon Ojewale
He’s just a teenager A kid from down the block Might put himself in danger If he stays from the flock He needs to take it slow There’s still plenty...
LIFE IS TOIL: by Oluwa Seun Tiwistar
Leave it at it For there can't be sun and no heat Even to breathe is an act Nothing is free, not on earth The bird that refuse to swing...
OMIDAN: by Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun
Hey Heart drummer My heart gambled a beat As you strolled down that twisted path Of isolation, I gazed at your legs as tiny diamonds Danced about them. Now my...
AFRICA WITH NO CULTURE: by Abiola Inioluwa Oluwaseun
I saw faint voices Pinching my eardrum from the underworld, Sour souls of siblings shouting for shelter In this parched and thorny weather. I hear juveniles lamenting the death of...