Another 12-Year old has just been laid to rest with his mother wailings as the day before yesterday, he laid on her chest,

She takes me through her world A description words fail to capture Bruised, battered By ugly circumstances She still stays stout She ensconces her pain In the most admirable smile. Reflecting not her fears She is a star in the night of adversity. Her giggles echoes At the caress of...

Look at our daughters They now show no ill in laying with men old as their fathers Look at our sons Nothing is holding them back from scamming the green people with their bad brain and laptops Look at our mothers, fathers, the young men and alike; women, They now...

God, If thou be at all Be a blade Cut through it This cape of injustice Sober indifference Let it flow Blood- Trickle into the earth Threaten to form a rivulet To A mother’s tears, Crystal and iridescent A drop in an ocean of sand Watch it grow Diseased seeds-...

Not the dead or lost, I revile That I lament and mourn sore; Neither regret him gone to exile, This sun I shall see no more; Do I cry for and show pities, I groan for the land and sea; Kingdoms, nations and great cities, In dirts, I spue and...

One at a time is the step of life Take a leap when you get to a pit Else, down the pit you’ll dive When you resurface your bearing is lost. Slow and steady is the race of life Never look back ‘cos it’s lost and gone When you meet...

Pause and think How long shall we continue to slave? Where are the best brains that will help us and think? When are we going to seek light out of this political cave? Pause and think How long shall wanton killings continue? Let your minds be brighter than colour pink...

Roused in the heart of night I sit and stare Boiling in the rhythm of thought On this road, Life lost, Life saved, Beauty flies by and by Pain flies by and by Hope dashed against stones Story meshed upon stories Beforehand, They pop up like a RAVEN That fed...

the preacher spat into our ears his very Truth Now our ears sting, stink my ears sting; He has started a riot of tongues of tongues and has killed the Silence of Peace Divided we stand: One Christ, different bodies different burdens created by Man desperate to see his Babel...

They think I hate life- they think I love death unknown that I have lived died, wake and again decided… On how I lives. They think sour is sweet in my tongue, they think that I have no taste as to life I don’t wink… Living, trembling like immature. They...