You call it blasphemy When they are looking for an excuse To behead our loved ones They call it blasphemy This country is sitting on a keg of gunpowder Because...
Far from home..... Beyond the sea is where we reside Where shivering usher out Our glowing teeth not to smile But to beckon to the frigid weather Our complexion is...
When days were still days indeed. When common man's food was at hand When we drank palmwine with one calabash. When we had our nights without head-lost There is an...
Mothers! the ones we had in those days They were mothers of reference and reverence The ones we knew then are Nation-building mothers... The ones we had then were Ransom-payer...
Guns and roses In pairs and poses A silver bullet Pierces your soul A bleeding petal Numbs the pain Karma is fickle A book keeper With terrible skills Life is...
for the young ones who have died before their time (Alawonde Lois. I., Dare Sax, Ayantoye Ayantosho and others) Why do you lay your cold fingers, on the ones who...
Live in the active voice, not the passive. Think more about what you make happen than what happens to you. Live in the indicative mood rather than in the subjective....
Before 1960's • There was a country Like fields with grasses. We had bodied men with beards and brains; Wisdom of grey hairs. Our schools was certificated with pure degrees....