PLATEAU BLEEDS by Victor Igiri

Throw JOS some black lit candles. Again we write more chapters in our ‘book of bloods’ with the narratives, an heritage for distant tongues to tell whose skins are unpeeled by cowry demons, but bruised as Benue, Taraba, Nasarawa, Adamawa, Kaduna, Zamfara,… and more to come. I hear that there is no justice in the… Continue reading PLATEAU BLEEDS by Victor Igiri

JOS, THE CITY OF ROCKS: by Eseohe Pearl Ebhota

Looking for nature at its best? Come to the city of rocks Feel its soothing breeze As it caresses your skin Nestled between hills It gives beautiful scenery The sound of her waterfalls Reminds me of the Victoria Falls Its lush vegetation With a temperate weather Friendly people Make you feel at home This is… Continue reading JOS, THE CITY OF ROCKS: by Eseohe Pearl Ebhota

SIGHTING THE THREES ON MY WAY TO SAMINAKA

“Saminaka! I have got my own I am not a slave.” The mantra modulated on and on Upon the bland sight of a land The sole repeated pattern of a sound Upon which a poet picked his hwyl. I am never a slave to journey Neither is journey a slave to me I pass through journey… Continue reading SIGHTING THE THREES ON MY WAY TO SAMINAKA

SILENCE OF THE SOUL

Sky turns dull swiftly, stars fade into bleak space, wind airs arid breeze, nature, despondent, cries. Ache sweeps me off joy and happiness resents even my sight. Forlorn in this stormy conflict, I long for showers of delight. Lost on the path of love I prowl among victims seeking sanctuary. My heart weeps in despair… Continue reading SILENCE OF THE SOUL