SHE IS HOPE by Esther Kalu

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 failure In darkness she envisages… Continue reading SHE IS HOPE by Esther Kalu

BLAME IT ON THE MONEY by Emmiasky Ojex

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 have no time for their… Continue reading BLAME IT ON THE MONEY by Emmiasky Ojex

POET OF THE WEEK: RULES OF THE GAME by Alozor Michael Ikechukwu

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 setbacks, make a dive Bypass… Continue reading POET OF THE WEEK: RULES OF THE GAME by Alozor Michael Ikechukwu

PAUSE AND THINK by Maxwell Onyemaechi Opia-Enwemuche

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 Let’s avoid this quagmire called… Continue reading PAUSE AND THINK by Maxwell Onyemaechi Opia-Enwemuche

THE BEAUTIFUL ONES by Martins Tomisin

A school girl holds a Nigerian flag as she joins a parade marking Nigeria's 54th Independence Day in Lagos October 1, 2014. REUTERS/Akintunde Akinleye (NIGERIA - Tags: POLITICS ANNIVERSARY) - RTR48JM4

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 Elijah meat and bread. Feeding… Continue reading THE BEAUTIFUL ONES by Martins Tomisin

ONE WEDNESDAY EVENING by Olawale Ibiyemi

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 complete.