Poetry speaks to my heart; Let it speak to yours too Poetry is my soul food It redefines life to my taste She cleanses and purifies my soul Let her free you of your grudges too Poetry is light; Foresight illuminating the dark My heart was ‘heavied’ with hatred But Poetry sanctified it. My mind… Continue reading POETRY SAVES


Oh harmattan! Again you come to lay your hand upon our feeble frames; Your long tongue licks our oily lips and faces into whiteness, Forcing many to swallow tasteless dust in feverish moods! Oh harmattan! Your cruel touch paints oily, cracked lips with red dust, And make men made shiver like palm leaves in the… Continue reading HARMATTAN