Taking A Walk Through Your Neighbourhood (Page 3)

The tension that preceded NYSC Camp was immense. They’ll steal your phone. They’ll steal your charger. They’ll steal your fiancée. They’ll steal your keke napep. They’ll steal your breasts. But when I got there (at Yikpata Camp), I met the direct opposite of the troubling picture painted for me. The only incidences of stealing we…

Taking A Walk Through Your Neighbourhood (Page 2)

Facebook bios ‘usually’ succeed in giving me the measurement of people’s education, intelligence, social status and maturity. “If you fuck with me, I’ll fuck with you,” sounds like someone who is either a thug or a gentleman with an empty purse. “He reigns,” sounds like a functional Christian. “Some people we just be hating, meanwhy,…

Taking A Walk Through Your Neighborhood (Page 1)

Would you allow me to take you to a Nigerian home for a minute? Thanks, we’re here now. Let’s sit and watch. Mum says you mustn’t collect biscuit from your classmates in school. Why? Because they ‘will’ use it to initiate you into a witch coven. Be wary of every child, they’re all witches and…

BENJAMIN BUTTON

Poor fighter laughs at tones that mock; He cannot afford to settle with nothing That gives no chance to world tour and flock Against all odds, a curious case of Benjamin Button. Demoters, they’re here you’ll see, Seeking to suck our fates from our fears. And at last you neither see the air nor travel…

MY REBORN THOUGHTS

I’m leaving. A plain man cannot stand against the ploys of a tyrant and witches, who if they swallow their displeasure now, will yet nurse affront till they have wreaked it. I refuse to be trapped by my birth and circumstances of limitations my society incurs, I need a future where I control my own…

Just us; Only us

Dear reader, would you spare me your time? I have confessions to make, and if I do not make them, I’m afraid, I may not be able to sleep for years; and trust me, I may not be able to die. In all my human life, I have lived in dreams; dined in dreams, dreamt…

ANOTHER VICTIM

Today, I sit by my window and look out into my life. Well, it’s a good normal life. The kind of Nigerian life where you wake up in the morning, pray not because you love God but because you want to be rich in life and you don’t want enemies’ attempts to destroy you. Then…

GOD PUNISH YOU ALL

He hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book; he indeed despises books; he hath not eaten paper, as it were; he hath not drunk ink; his intellect is not replenished; who is he? An invalid; a primitive barbarian; a totally dumb human of an eolithic modus vivendi and a crusader…

Never Shall We Die

Propelled by the harangue of my countrymen, the restlessness of our animals, the tears of our deceased, the phobia of the unborn and the frivolities of the youths, I have decided to write with my own blood on my white robe the dazzling reality, which most us the helpless but enlightened are either afraid to…