MUSIC by Joshua Levites
When the music plays We all shall feel it's sexiness. All heads jiggling in rhythmic play, Legs trembling in fine pattern The tintinnabulation of bells shall marry the strings. Melodies...
ALMAJIRI: THE HAUSA MALE by Theophilus ‘Femi Alawonde
The very day that Audu was born, his father said, 'I will not raise a son!' So the day he became five years, he was sent out admist his sisters'...
RAIN by Joshua Levites
Yesterday, The sky winked at us and we snubbed; Friends gisted, we feasted. The sky's beauty, We treated with scorn. Sooner we realized The gracious threat of her graciousness And...
DEMON’S FARE by Eziudo Michael Nwachukwu
This demon on my mind is she That gives me nights without sleep And stands all my manhood errect Comes to my dreams and taunt me endlessly Puts smiles on...
LET US HAVE THAT PEACE AGAIN by Oluwaseun Shedrack Akodu
And the day a mist bloody hectic day of war Brothers drenched in blood Sister heads to bush Mothers breastfeeding the dog Fathers in tunnel Their return uncertain. The turning...
DEATH IS BEAUTIFUL by Ijalusi Oluwatola Samuel
O Death, I salute you the pliable merciful herald who ushers one out and in, transiting between life and death. Seen as the end but negate breaking bodies down to...
I SMELL YOU ON MY FINGERS by Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
yesterday i smelt you on my fingers as i tried to straighten my mustache triggering memories of where they’ve been the damp crevices traveled, in pairs and the sounds they...
PASSENGERS, TRAVELLERS by Oluwaseun Shedrack Akodu
Every passengers looking nice. As we travel by the way There were rights and wrongs response Every passengers with a choice We are journeying; going. The paunchy-Tommy man in the...
DO NOT LET IT by Theophilus Femi Alawonde
There's always something to wreck your day, something obstructive to mar your way, a thought to change blue skies to grey, If you let it. There's always something to spoil...
THE MISSING ANGEL by Stanley Egeonu
I pass by Catherine At the rail station She stood curiously Yet ready to go Whose tent she ought passing the weekend? It's friday And 10pm ticks my clock Often...