I am a blessed man. Why would I not be enlarged when your warmth envelopes me like the morning dew? Why would my cup not run over when this duo called lips perform skilfully round my crown? Why would I not chant when those proud slick guards swing at my nudge to lead me in- with its grip? Why would I not flourish seeing I am grounded in a land flowing with milk and honey?...
Don’t be fooled. Lubrication is key. It’s is a mediator. A messenger that appeases her aloof cunt. It makes the crooked way straight And causes rivers to flow in desert places. It opens her flood gate of haven And causes her to bend protocols for your sake. It’s a way maker and a yoke breaker Her stingy laps fling wide at its glossy arrival. You stroke her walls and she hails you “ikemba”. You can’t...
Reminiscing about the good old childhood days, 24-year old Priscilla recalls series of scenario she played out. As a young girl, she would make Sunday afternoons her lesson time, she is the teacher with a good number of pupils in her mind. To get a touch of reality, she would assemble her three siblings as a point of contact, conduct her school assembly with them and teach them. She was the proprietress, the disciplinary teacher...
For some, it’s not a question of passion; it’s the quest for survival. For some, it’s not a matter of vision; it’s the necessity to live. For some, it’s not a pursuit for greatness, it’s the strive to not be grain-less. For some, it’s not a matter of purpose; it’s the push to preserve breath. For some, it’s not a matter of luxury; it’s the need for shelter from the weather. For some, it’s not...
To dance another’s dance steps is to deprive your soul its freedom of expression. To think another’s thought is to suffocate the elasticity of your mind. To embrace war without defence is to dig a self-made grave. To fume anger without understanding is to get burnt with strange fire. To expect a harvest different from its seed is to nurture the weed of disappointment. To compare oneself to another is to fix round pegs into...
Hajiya Hamsatu Allamin, Executive Director of Allamin Foundation for Peace and Development, has announced that it will soon launch a book titled “Boko Halal”, meaning education is allowed. Hajiya Hamsatu stated this Sunday at Darul Quran Islamic School Kwanan Yobe area Maiduguri during the public presentation of the Peace Manual and flag-off of Peace Clubs in Islamic Schools. “Peace in Islamic primary and secondary schools across Borno State will no doubt go a long way...
Hey babe, Where are you? I’m sitting on the moon Please cut me some slice of the sky, I’m so tired, I can’t come up this hour. The sky is cold; you need a hot meal. Oh, please make me one. You need to turn on the stove for me to cook. But I’m so tired. You don’t seem hungry. Do you? Burr… Okay. How do I do that? Start from the lobes of my...
The Digital Shrine: A Poem The digital shrine has an altar where the worshipping and slaughtering of humans take turns. It is sacred today and bloody tomorrow as humans are reverenced today and blotted out the next. Like a cow’s plight, when you reach the maturity of mistakes, the ardent worshippers will ardently draw up their swords to slaughter at a lick. When you pick salt over sugar against their law, you are either hanged...
A Flicker of Hope (The Ninth Month Reminder) When the roof of your expectation is covered in the emptiness of withered dreams fallen from your years of labour instead of the thuddings of the ripened fruit; When you thought green leaves meant big fruits only to find budding dreams breaking from the enduring branch of actualisation to meet death on the ground; When dry woods remind you of a dry nation soon to be burnt down together...
People whose placement in seats spells out s.e.r.v.i.c.e not subjugation; hose understanding of positions lies in the country’s motto: unity and faith, peace and progress, where unity beats instigation of violence and stir faith in her citizens, resulting in the wholeness that brings progress. People who uproot the weed of greed when saddled with the responsibility of multiplicity and distribution of the nation’s wealth. People who carry on their lips, words of inclusion, fairness...
