WERE I …

Were I from Igbira land, I would have named my daughter Ohunene, If I had walked the land of the rising sun, Her name would have been Ijeoma Were I from the abode of the Nupes, My daughter would have been Kande. If I had hailed from the Fulanis, Her...

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CLASS 3 PRINTING FEE

He stood in a tired uniform well ironed and tucked And his shorts fusiform Today was exams day and he couldn’t wait to write He walked to him Mum for the usual morning blessings She tried to tell him that he probably should stay home He bowed his head and...

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AFRICAN GRASSES

Herbs that heal Grasses in the savannah Africa is blessed with your miracles And confident in your intimacy When ailments grip me with cold hands You stand in defence for me And sacrifice much to make me live Herbs that free Fought for freedom In Africa, you are respected Your...

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OUR TWO-FACED MESSIAH

He came as the holy messiah His lips were coated in sugar His voice was a metaphor of honeycombs But we now know He is an irony of destiny He came to steal her wealth Meagre leftovers of his fore-runners He came to destroy her With laughable wit, unorganized structures...

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VOICES OF AFRICA

Voices on the mount Nyiragongo of Congo. Voices maimed in the genocide of Rwanda. Voices observing the guerrillas of Uganda. Voices silenced in the apartheid of South Africa. Voices navigating the nebulous Nile of Egypt. Voices of tan women raped in the Chadian war. Voices bathing in the cascading falls...

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ALIEN CULTURE

Here is a generation Alien culture is welcomed With a bride price Our culture is bastardised and set ablaze Damsels are here with ancient dressings Lingerie and nudity is displayed with pride Lads appear with strange signs on the ear and hairdo on the skull They are from afar, in...

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FULL MOON

When the evening sun has melted way and lain its shoulders in the undergrowth When the lonely sky stalks in jittering steps the grasses nod to the lullaby of the wind When the moon is at peace with itself the hen preens like an adorable bride Then you will hear...

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CORRUPTION

A wound in the heart A scar in the moisturizing skin A fire that turns log to ashes Corruption, Like a broken glass Scattered on the land of Arewa Corruption, Like rain water Spattering the rooftop of Oodua Corruption, Like a shredded book Littered on the kingdom land of Ndigbo...

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I PLEDGE TO NIGERIA

“I pledge to Nigeria my country To be faithful, loyal and honest” Did we write this? Since our glorious inception These words, anchor of our Deception We renew every morning Truthful lies, stunning! I recall my zealous recital in school Surely, I must have been a fool For then, even...

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YORUBA DRUMS

Welcome to Africa Mr. White Welcome to Ilaro my friend So glad you honoured my invitation This is The Redeemed Church I know we play your drum kit And blow your saxophone With coloured lightings on the roof I excuse your smiling at our apprenticeship Yet you won’t deny The...

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