AMALGAMATION OF PAINS by Bada Yusuf Amoo

Green and white detribalised our existence Our grumblings are more private than public Alas! Our ears have been listened to dialogues Will writers present a collective opinion? While the nation’s children live together Like children of unknown concubines Fighting for the rights of their mothers Would the writers watch? Men and women in native attire… Continue reading AMALGAMATION OF PAINS by Bada Yusuf Amoo

PEN – EFFECTIVE WEAPON OF VOICE by Ogundairo Stephen Oluwaseyi

We got independence by dependence, We claim democracy, Yet voiceless. Thousands of Nigerians are impregnated of words, But yet to reach conception. But I, Have reached my conception, I have given birth to a voice, That vomits words, After a groaning labour, I have given birth to a warrior. My voice goes far beyond my… Continue reading PEN – EFFECTIVE WEAPON OF VOICE by Ogundairo Stephen Oluwaseyi

A BARD IS BORN

The fire burning inside A hurricane of words Shrieking with the force of a storm Sweeps through the misty fog of my restless mind Leaving words reeking of immortality Scattered across every line Be warned! Each time you seek to hear me speak Transform your minds Into the wick of a hurricane lamp Safe and… Continue reading A BARD IS BORN

NOTHING BUT PENCILS

When children write They write Trusting nothing but pencils And a sparse chest of words They scribble a path To new worlds Plunging head first Into the uncertainty of play When children write Words play with pages Betraying the nubile innocence Of Their inky stains

THE PEN WIELDER IS COMING

Run for your dear life O you corrupt politician! Behold, The pen wielder is around the corner! Run for cover O you heartless blood sucker! When he’s done with you Confession will be your only succor! With satire verses He will make you useless as a flat tyre! You will not escape The flame of… Continue reading THE PEN WIELDER IS COMING

RED PEN

On this new page, I will paint words full of scary rage. So put on your war shoes, for these words will unearth your hidden foes. Brother don’t be naive, lest like Adam they get you through Eve. Ignore their pseudo laughter, for that’s the cheap means of plotting your slaughter. So Peter pull-off your… Continue reading RED PEN