They have come again to the tracks; Familiar faces awaiting the pistol crack And he that gets there first Shall soon have a puffed up chest. See, now they are...
I cry for the barking gods who write With illusory saliva on empty souls, But their words perish as particles of Silence hides their deceit in sepulcher of history. I...
hey! close the umbrellas! let rain pour on our bloodied fields let our battlefields drink to their fill, again watch! we will sow maize where we now plant bodies we’ll...
NaTional Gangan A discuss with the Talking Drum; On the rhythmic science of Politics, Law of war and rhymes of corruption, lyrics of empiricism of racial discrimination, And Tribalism, a...
without the comfort of a shoe he came as the missing clue — less one reason to worry “O, crown him! Hurry!” this fishing jonathan can’t kill a spartan! his...
Boko Haram is cooking bestiality Shoeless Jo is grabbing opportunity Buhari's tears — real or parody? ….Baba Iyabo calls it comedy APC patents conspiracy PDP transfers complicity Drunk on her...
Why mama, why? Shall we fail to speak With the talkative rod? Shall we cease to paint With our single-mouthed brush? Why mama, why? You drop your cheek On your...
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