Click here for previous episodes of Abako I pray say Mama Tasty see sleep dat night. Na so she open eyes throughout the night. She no come understand wetin dey happen for Abako; this one don too much. Na by 6 am naim she ready comot from house. She no... Read More
For Want Of A Child – 10
Click here for previous episodes “An abortion?” Frank was incredulous. He was standing outside a hospital emergency ward, looking at Igo. She was angry – trembling even; in her agitation. Inside the ward was Efe; asleep due to mild sedation. She... Read More
A tear for terror
Pow the sound of gunshotsBomb goes off and another life is lostBeautiful eyes forever to be shutAll for a man’s greed, doesn’t matter the costNo love for other peopleThroats slit damn this is evilYet They call it religionBut shouldn’t... Read More
A DIRGE FOR TERROR VICTIMS
Tears make my eyes blurryThe world is at war so I worryCarnage turns the street to a cemeteryEveryday the news bears a sad story Today Syrians cryTomorrow Palestinians dieBoko Haram bombs sound, bodies flyA story of peace is a lie Terrorists... Read More
DILA – Dangerously In Love Again – 2
Click here for previous episode of DILA The uncertainties that trailed Dila’s words ‘…give your heart to a woman more deserving’ seem to strengthen my resolve. It was either her or no one else. At first walking away had appeared to be the... Read More
Abako (Pidgin series) – 4
Click here for previous episodes of Abako To sleep that night go taya Mama Tasty, she sabi that one. Which kind things dey happen this period, she dey tink to herself. Na true say Timo dey follow bad pipu, but this na the first time she dey hear say... Read More
If I had not met you
If I had not met youI wouldn’t have had a clueOf your stunning beautyAnd your elegant entity To your sparkle I’m not immuneKnowing you is a token of fortuneYou got me thinkingAnd I can’t explain the feeling Your effect on me... Read More
MY POET FRIEND
MY POET FRIEND by Folarin DurodolaEncomiums for the great writerHis beautiful ink paints the picture brighterWhen he writes I can’t do betterRespect I shall have for him forever His secrets I can’t detectNo matter how much I reflectHis grace... Read More
For Want Of A Child – 9
Click here for previous episodes “When was the last time any of you saw a rainbow?” It was a Sunday evening, roughly two weeks after Fola and Stella’s fight. Frank and Priye were cradling glasses of whisky on the balcony of Priye’s uncle’s... Read More