One wakes to the call of Nature everyday, with the sun ushering the day Huhuhu-lalala-kiki, all sort of songs welcome the sun’s golden streaks Crickets
Month: Jul 2018
The Countryside
Evening airs bring blessings to the sleepy hamlet The cute hut chimneys churn out thick smoke And the smoke scatter once they meet the wind
Poetale: The Traveler and the Witch’s lair
There came a traveler weak and weary, Fatigued with the heavy bag on his back And many tiny stones inside his shoes In his bag
Muse: The Rising Sun
When mornings come, it blankets the Earth with her mist Then the bees must search for nectar as the flowers wait, The green and yellow
The Castle called a man’s Heart
Have you heard or seen the dens or prisons where free men were kept? If not, let me tell you about it, about the little
Lafia
Lafia when I looked up I saw you, I saw life I saw tomatoes squashed and gutted by the roadside And some tall mallams washing their
