AJAYI ADETOLA by Victor Igiri

Your night came as whirlwind sweeping the tides to thorns and misery. For love, you became unioned in a scandal whose hero jailed truth for white lies.   Kirikiri unfleshed your dreams, dreams fractured by crucified Sikiru, ‘SARS’ bound, and your days, five years a slave, and two preys planted...

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THE PAST

  I woke up every morningTo the sharp war cry of pain and suffering Strewn dead bodies of children in the streetsLost souls drifting down to the pits The present Staggering through life like a drunkard in the nightWith wine on my lips giving to my fearsome flightBut with every...

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