Category: Classic
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Love ripens slowly
Love ripens slowlyBonds deepen softlyAnd I, with my impatienceHave ruined many opportunitiesLike some black sheepdressed in greenTo light up the screenFor all to see InexperienceAnd the lack of humility to learnTwo rodentsThat have ruined many beautiful beginnings https://wp.me/paf3ao-lZh
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The view from the narrow path
there is a kind of insightthat only the aged can better appreciate there is a confidencethat only the masters exude there is a joythat only those who appreciate the simple pleasures of life find there is a forcethat only those who have stayed down for far too long and are determined to rise, can emit…
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Nether regions of unfathomable defeat
I was always broke. And lonely. For four solid years. Just when I was headed straight for a bright new dawn at the end of the tunnel, I made a wrong move that sent me spiraling past the beginning of my tunnel into nether regions of unfathomable defeat. The morning of that unforgettable Monday it…
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J.P
At first, it all sounded like some distant dream, something happening very far away. But the whispering intensified, so did the shuffling of feet. The whisperer now seemed to be standing over me, beside the floor where I lay, mumbling and spitting indiscriminately. I awoke. The dream seemed familiar, but I couldn’t remember the first…
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Mother
Mother,your sacrificesare unforgettablelike the lines and prints in my palms You saw valuein a premature babyAn infant many would have abandonedYou traveled in every direction for healersin search of herbal doctors to cure your son What many would have rejectedYou nurtured into a full grown man like me You were the colorin my colorful ChristmasesIf…
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This nosy Tijani of ours
Watching him from the summer hut under which we grilled meat and prepared drinks to be served to customers reminded me of spy movies I watched a long time ago. He looked like a spy. Or maybe he was one. One could never be sure. We could predict when he’ll come, the things he was…
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Madmen in my village
There used to be just two madmen in my village when I was a kid. Everyone knew them, and parents used their names to scare children into taking their baths and being good. I still remember their names : Mallam Moro and Yawele. Recently as I thought about their names, it occurred to me that…
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The psychologist
She said she couldn’t see anything in her dreams whenever she slept in a dark room. The lights must be on before she could make sense of anything in her dreams. “You mean when the lights in your room are out, there is neither sunshine or any ray of light in your dreams? “ the…
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Holidays
Whenever we were caught up with so much work in the office, we longed for public holidays. Then like rain on thirsty lands, we receive some update on a WhatsApp platform or online news website: some public holiday had been announced and was lurking behind the uninformed, waiting to see their surprised looks and giggles…
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I bring you blood
A cargo ship of hopesShipwreckedBeneath the sea’s toesLurkedGhosts of entrusted dreamsAnd progressHard-earnedSinking Foundations of steel sacrifices laidBricks of greed have replacedPaths of prosperity chartedOvergrown with weedAnd feetOf the coldhearted The Promiseland has become wastelandSince fallen heroes sankTo nether regionsAnd seasons have piled upon seasons The sea is no keeperOf wreckage it floatsBread cast upon the…
Diary of a Wanderer 