Iya Ibadan, Thank you for the land in which I was born, I praise you for the culture I live for, The boli I buy from an old mama on the street side, The recharge card that I know will be everywhere I go, The groundnut that I only buy from trusted vendors, The gala … Continue reading Iya Ibadan – Mojolaoluwa Oke
Ta ,Ta, Ta... A reminder of the drum, The land swimming of human flies Now filled with red water.. Cheers! To the doom we never expected But invested. All we see cultivated at the farm Not one true hoe left. Woe! Come let us rejoice! Woe! It is the tears of happiness! For … Continue reading The Beginning From The End – Pelumi Grillo
Chidera rounded the corner to see a delivery motorcycle from Tranex parked outside their building. Its rider must have just gotten off as the children playing with their paper and cello-tape ball on the street stared, faces squeezed in irritation, at the intruder- he had parked in the only goal post, a pair of rubber … Continue reading EPISODE V
Dear Mother Nigeria, I bear grave news News that has traveled and reached the leafy ears of Mother Nature I bring it to you before you hear it from the whispers of the wind Or from the walls that gossip Your children have gone astray Your sons have defiled the nations While your daughters turn … Continue reading DEAR MOTHER NIGERIA – TAMILORE CLINTON
TPM: Hello. What's your full name please? You can add a nickname that you like. Busola: My name is Oluwabusolami Fadipe, but most people call me Busolami. TPM: That's a beautiful name. It means “add to my honor/wealth,” if I'm right? Busola: Wealth. The Lord added to my wealth or blessings. TPM: What a wonderful … Continue reading BUSOLA FADIPE
Ngala Camp Day 52 Hi, my name is Kyau, which means beautiful although I don't think that I'm pretty; I have a very big nose. I think my mom just used that name to console herself when I came out of her on the 7th of March, 1999. Yesterday, a white missionary woman came to … Continue reading NGALA – SEWA AJETUNMOBI
