Standing by my door Gazing down the busy street “Same old”,”same old” it said to me “Nothing has changed”, I sighed and agreed. Bank dem still de charge me for maintaining card wey dey my pocket I still dey hold on for customer care, e be like say dem go Read more…
Today Whilst no one was looking I picked my nose Dug in real deep And shot fireballs into the sky. Today whilst no one was looking I scratched my butt It felt really good What more could a man want on a hot summer day. Today whilst no one was Read more…
Ah ìyàn funfun, king of the swallows beckoned to me in Ekiti man’s land I must heed your call before I enter Ado Èkìtì Gastric juices don dey para for man belle Your union with ọbẹ̀ egusi, omu ẹran and ọ̀kẹ́rẹ́ patiently submerged in ọbẹ̀ ata river, no man can Read more…
Land of the dancing fountains The melting pot of beautiful engineering and artistry Grandeur in the embrace of excellence Welcome to Dubai. How can I forget the dazzling night lights of the Marina Or of Camel riding in the desert Beautiful concrete jungles everywhere I strayed off course whilst counting Read more…
This is a poem about a visit I made to Ekpoma several years ago during my quest for admission into BENSU. I dropped several kilometres away from the school because I saw a small signpost with BENSU written on it. It was several hours later having found myself trekking into Read more…
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 Because I am being side-eyed I can’t breathe because I am undocumented Racism dey “para Read more…
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 faithful Yet the deep furrows of sin has its vice-like grip on him Daily he Read more…
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 lockdown and kwarantine you to hell faya till lailai in Jesus name Glorified. Amen. One Read more…
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 dark clouds But my brain couldn’t tell my hands what to do. **’********************* I sat Read more…
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 Saying “life was great when I was a caterpillar” “Oh the good old days and Read more…