Mama Tinubu

A very Good morning to you and here is wishing you a happy Sunday. I rarely do anything here on Sundays but today being the remembrance of Mama Tinubu and with all the brouhaha connected to it, I am compelled to write. I woke up very high spirited on... Read More

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Burning Ice

burning ice

The cold harmattan wind blew from behind On and on its strength unwind Cooling anything its might could find But together we lay, its threat I never mind. We stare at each other Knowing what we have done is a bother But don’t mind, who would tell... Read More

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