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I can’t breathe

This is for all the George Floyd’s out there-“…. I CAN’T BREATHE…. ” Racism is breathing on my face Kneeling on my back Pushing me out of me I can’t breathe. +++++++++++++++++++++ I can’t breathe Read more…

By Ovyay, 13 hours ago

Life matters

Smile of a child

Smile of a child. Today being Children’s day in Nigeria, I would like to write the full version of the post I shared on the 30th of April, 2020 on Facebook as promised then. It’s Read more…

By Ovyay, 1 week ago May 26, 2020

Poetry

Need to get away from myself

Using sleep like a drug Just to get into the land of dreams Can’t stand my screaming conscience I need to sleep to get away from myself. ******************************* An offender desires the paradise of the Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 weeks ago

Neither prose nor poetry

Covid-19, just dey ya dey

Covid – 19, just dey ya dey. All dis wan wey you dey para for road, na ya sef you go kill. Ya egungun don enter express. Na to peme remain. I put you on Read more…

By Ovyay, 3 weeks ago May 16, 2020

Poetry

Why I wrote nothing

WHY I WROTE NOTHING It was a sunless day in the city of my soul The sky and the stars were in deep sleep My soul was trying to talk to my hands through the Read more…

By Ovyay, 1 month ago

Neither prose nor poetry

The greedy, can’t be satisfied

Man is never satisfied. “The question: ‘At what point is my ego finally satisfied?’ The answer: ‘At no point’. And that is the point.” ― Craig D. Lounsbrough Have you ever seen a discontented butterfly Read more…

By Ovyay, 1 month ago April 27, 2020

Neither prose nor poetry

Adapted Life

Adapted life We have forgotten how to be good guests, how to walk lightly on the earth as its other creatures do – Barbara Ward. Nne, Nne, nne, Nwa Ewu called (screaming his lungs out) Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 months ago

Neither prose nor poetry

Voices in the mind

A life of strange ironies Burial happening at one side of a compound Marriage at the other end of the same compound Men wept for five minutes and crossed over to laugh and feast for Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 months ago April 10, 2020

Poetry

Man – The enemy of creation.

Man: The enemy of creation. Nne ewu the nanny goat gave birth to some kids Among them was Nwa ewu the restless. He was so-called because he would not sit still Everything was fun to Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 months ago

Poetry

All because “I am a Man”

You were whipped. The lashes caused you many pains. So you opened your mouth to cry. Suddenly there comes a harsh rebuke. “Shut up”….”You want to cry? Are you a girl? If I hear pim”….. Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 months ago March 27, 2020

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