RECLUSE REPUBLIC by Efe Ogufere
The world doesn't get bigger than this If the introverts are most dangerous Why then is the evil so loud and clear And good, a ghost of a fading whisper?...
IN THOSE DAYS by Micheal Jacob
In those days when our fathers carried woods on bicycles When under the mango tress serves as relaxation centres Palm wine as red wine, cola nuts serve as chocolates Cleaning...
CARRION FOR THE GODS 3: THE SILENT OBSERVER by Adeosun Oluwapelumi
Drumbeats, Dawn met her again on her rickety stool. Her eyes had seen what her mouth would always whisper; Was it Ashake's adoption (Aye! That was her name - The...
CARRION FOR THE GODS 4 (Finale): PROPHECY REBOUNDS by Adeosun Oluwapelumi
Drumbeats, The booming voice of the silent gods, Their will has been enacted; Sacrifice was made in flesh, blood And Ashake's Maidenhead. Alade threw a huge tantrum But the gods...
CARRION FOR THE GODS 2: A TRAVELLER’S TRAVAIL by Adeosun Oluwapelumi
Time stretched like acres of farmland And the North star soon lost its twinkle. The dews dropped like soaked balls of fluffy cotton, The day was unproductive like the other....
CARRION FOR THE GODS 1: THE SACRIFICE by Adeosun Oluwapelumi
Drumbeats, The voice of the silent gods. Papa is still without, digging trenches And mama fried akara balls At the village outskirt. The insistent pounding of the drum Caused my...
AGUGUALA NA-ENWEGHI PEEJI NKE by Valentine Ozié Mbagu
O ruru otu mgbe ke peeji nke akụkọ ihe mere eme; Adị akụkọ ihe mere eme na-enweghị dịghị peeji nke, Uwa bi n'etiti nke ụmụ mmadụ; Na n'Eluigwe mere ụmụ...
ÓNÓGBÓ ÒBIÉBI by Okoro Yvonne
Mè é ónógbó òbiébi Òmègbé óvi é ásó. Èkwè gbè rèdè ewiè mè è unè érosé Kó ótó è riè. Àkpómè è èkakó ó ka kpènu Ò ka wiè bèdè...
WHERE WAS FEMINISM? by Oloyede Joshua Adekunle
Where was feminism? When we were in school, Uncle Shola beat boys seven strokes And girls' bum-cheeks three Where was feminism? When father farms field Ada carried grains Her twin,Arize,loaded...
ITOMO by Oni Stephen
Itomo, With go and go my fathers had served you, Itomo, With do and don't my mother had served you, You made them dance naked in the horrendous harmattan that...