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Day: Jul 30, 2016

The Messenger, part 2

Jul 30, 2016 Oke Iroegbu

The dark evening is serene and calm Though the vampire bats hover up the skies And the little crickets quiz all around… Many sat for

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My humble land

Jul 30, 2016 Oke Iroegbu

Now the morning has come finally After the stress of yesterdays rain This hilly land wakes warily Our pots are full of Heavens blessings Sweet

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The diary of a Village boy: Leopard Spirit 3 The next Eke day, I was sent to buy provisions for the family. Dada gave me £2 for food and medicine. The money was enough to buy things that will last for a week. The Eke market sold once in two weeks and many people, traders, craftsmen and technicians came from far and near to buy and sell their wares. On the gate, I met Nene holding Ndien in a leash. Nene and Ndien, her mischievous dog had always refused to accept my plea to stay in the compound. Nene always wanted to be an escort each time I had an errand. "I told you severally Nene, it's not safe through the forest path. Besides I must walk fast, you two will slow me down. Please stay back. I will get you some chewing gum when I return." I tried to persuade her. "What will you get for Ndien?" She asked hands akimbo. I knew it was a no, so I tried to grab her. She was slim as a cassava stalk, she wriggled away from my grasp and ran towards the bamboo gate. Ndien followed his mistress wagging his tail triumphantly. I returned to the hut to report to Dada and when I came out they were no where to be found. Perhaps, they must have gone to the other compound to play or maybe gone to sit with Mama and other village women at the palm oil mill. I shrugged, good riddance. The walk back from the market square was long. I recall seeing different birds bother my lonely thoughts. Sometimes a lizard raced across the bushy path and rabbits peered from the cover of bushes. I laughed when I saw two beetles fight over a caked cow dung. At a point I noticed that insects; grasshoppers, spiders, crickets, lizards, rats and other rodents were trying to escape from something. I looked up, there was no sign of fire nearby. So I decided to investigate. I was close to the bush path when suddenly a black mamba shot out of the grass and I jumped to let it pass. Ah, If I had jumped like this in the Village boys' Jumping competition, I would have won gold. Ijele, the soldier ants were marching, that explained the commotion... www.oiroegbu.com #art #arts #writing #writers #bloggers #blogging #stories #african #africantales #africanstories #folktales #fiction
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