Eleyinjuege! My words have crawled Upon the waters, My heart had danced About the quarters of crisis, I hung my fear upon sky facade And I have stolen courage From...
Why mama, why? Shall we fail to speak With the talkative rod? Shall we cease to paint With our single-mouthed brush? Why mama, why? You drop your cheek On your...
Here is a poem, a question, a cry for and by the dead and the living: A hundred and fifty million noses sniffing the air, Searching for the fragrance that...
I called him ‘OKENYE UKWU’1 My father Onowu Iyasele Chike Ofodile A world of grand processions, rituals, rites of mystery, magic, sages and taboos of sweetest kindred ties and kindred...
You, who dictate His will to God, you, the holy mentor Who unsheathe a black flag to slaughter a neighbor, Who destroy in the name of the Creator, I spy...