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MIRROR'S CORNER

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THREE UNFRIENDLY FRIENDS

Alienated not amalgamated, Fractions not family. Unified not united. Brood not brothers, Sinister not sisters, Fiends not friends, Hostile not hospitable, Antagonist not amorist. Living like African walnut. Stubborn southerners, Naughty northerners, Wolfs in the west. North terrorizes, South militates, West wills them on. War up north, War down south, West...

THE FROG, MY PRINCE

Cascades of tangled predictions, Escapades of sincere reflections, Detour of a seductive prince charming. From the kiss of his own demise, He scrambles the earth like a mouse. Dancing to the sound of shame. Grrrrgh! Grrrrgh! Grrrrgh! He howls Amidst the...

A STORY

I could write a story; A story of how i made it, I could write a story; A story of how i danced to the sound of the Bata. I could write a story; A story of how...

RED AFRICA

  Sparks of hope in the eyes Lit in tune for glory Our little honour is growing Under the speaking moonlight They gather round to listen To stories of our heroes past Wars fought on different grounds Apocalypse from its unending torture Leaving...

KÁDÀRÁ

Hear the story of Àkànbi the hunter; The one that kádàrá was against Throughout his journey into the Forest. He was so unfortunate not to even kill a mice; Someone said Ayànmọ́ was against him. His brother Àkànni the...

FALLEN SACRIFICES

  Inscribed in the heart of men Mighty works of the fallen heads Like a gigolo as the Catholic priest. Drops of beautiful cravings Dancing on to glory The firstborn of all frivolities. Merrymaking in the palace of the forsaken With resounding cymbals cremating silence A...

JINGLING IN THE JUNGLE

Jingling in the Jungle My little, cunny puppy Shaking, waving its tail, so Funny. Jingling in the Jungle My chubby, lonely teddy Twinkling, glowing its eye, so bulgy. Jingling in the Jungle My meek, mute muse Pitching, striking its sound, so loose. Jingling...

LINGERING MOON

It moves slowly, slowly and slowly This moon moves slowly, reluctantly It drags, prolongs, stretches the night with it Keeping the dawn of day at bay Wedging rays into lovers hearts Foggy, gloomy rays that bore longing, wanting, Cravings into the seat...

WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A POET

Last night, my mother whispered to my ears. Alabi, you have grown to become a man- The moment one find his purpose on earth, He becomes a man. Your father has bequeathed his seeds unto you, Your oguro will...

AGE OF THE FORGOTTEN

Inclined, we are to war The battle of that and this; all on tar Countless days of been wide and far Barefooted to our lost country Matching with nothing except will For hope: we have lost in battle Tired and weary like a fish at the shore Crying and...

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