At the bank of the still water that house crocs breathing the stench of a gory death A cold-blooded stare at me and my dreams, With steely teeth’s poised to strike, and razor claws that sparkle death. Guarding me against my path, & snarls ‘if you dare!’ Oh dear! Is this a cul-de-sac? For I…
Moon of my delight
I like the view Quite beautiful I really can’t get enough of it Oh moon of my delight She shines brightly on the horizon Casting a spectral impression on the still water Breathing tidal waves Shore, silky & blonde; ultimate beauty recipe Little perky nose planted between two bubbles of flesh Beefy cheeks popping with…
Stale
He tried the bellow Channelled his energy from within To express his deepest affection and regrets To atone for his misdirections and poor judgement To breathe life again into what seemed unstoppably raging at a time But the extinguished funeral pyre had no glow in it anymore The lustre was gone, the splendour dead And…
Deathly
Drifting with the wind on a dusty Monday morning is an old man with days far spent, and night, dangerously near. Strolling down the avenue, with trees saluting his age, the wind caressing his grace and the earth adjusting for his fade. He hangs his worn pouch of ages which he has no shame. His…
Under the Dogonyaro (neem) tree in the air of the night, a mise en scene for a hoodwink plot. Birds chirp to the site of yet another dalliance. “there goes another Bromeo and Dreamliet,” the birds sang. Lights, camera, action! Comfy in the cloud of their own imagination are two young boobs holding hands and sharing…
THE POLITICAL DANCE OF DECEPTION
THE POLITICAL DANCE OF DECEPTION It all starts with a declaration Then the impetus, gusto and a pseudo-slogan shoved unto banners and fliers to the tune of deception Then comes the promises and effortless utterances A gathering of godforsaken, held captive by their selfish ambitions keeping afloat on their thirst for power, and driven by…
Nosocomial Engagements; my view on medical marriage
Marriage is a state of being united to a person of the ‘opposite sex’ as husband and wife in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law. This connubiality is a natural phenomenom with which nature herself did not instruct beyond choice of sex, and possibly, a check of compatibility. The notion that two professionals…
Tragedy et Courtesy
Tragedy lacks courtesy… It encroaches stealthily, as if on the paws of a feline, during our jolly times. Dawns on us regally when our attention is taken, without bidding. Befalls like a cyclone, leaving a trail of ruination along its course. Licking its paws of the blood of our beloved ones, to our faces, in…
Hello, Darkness My Old Friend
Hello, Darkness my old friend… I’ve come to talk to you again. You used to numb me like novocaine You used to be my oxygen In your company I breathe, I shine, I flourish. Me, myself and you (darkness) alone in you. You showed me the deepest secrets of you. How to be alone with…
Preach hate; Bleach faith
Preach hate; bleach faith. Rasp some pipe dream into their platter of hope. Feast upon their ignorance Snooze on their bed of chains. Make their wail your sonorous dwell of slumber. Bloat your guts as their sweat moisten your orchard. Orphan their cubs to climax their agony as you blow your head in their maiden’s…
Sheeps and wolves
The bidding of sheep and wolves The rhythm of cheats and woes The rigging of wit and votes; the heist of suffrage A tunneling disease that infest the whole Burrowing to the core to arrest the soul The exchange of freedom for mint currencies The ceaseless sycophancy that crowns the worthless Handing the realm to…
Little ones
Little ones, little ones Put to the blade; unfairly bade Blood spill to still the course of tradition upon the hills Yells of pain, all but squeals to the “healer” who part their skin with sharps Skin-deep burns to sweep demons off the bums The little ones yell for help, but their yells are taken…
Closest Ever
It was one of those fun days when all the chores had a boldly struck line impaling their guts on a list. I found myself sunk “single-bottom-ly” in a two-armed chair. Arm stretched out loaded with a whip for the television. Signaling a red light each time I pushed a button to wire a change…
Artsuy
Dear Artsuy, I hope you still hear the cockcrow every morning A crow of Renaissance, of the past you left behind Same crow that Seeped into your ears as a child, through adolescence and maiden-ship The nature-bought sonorous call back to life That awakens from the short spell of death To foil the toll the…
A Tomfool’s Solace
A stranger inned, a comforter weaned A company of deceit in a glittering armour, yet again gives credence to the popular saying of “glittering ” and “gold,” and “birds” and “bush.” A decent destiny opposed by a gluttonous craving for the droplets of gruel half-through the burn With hearts racing to dock the dove, a…
Within The Walls
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Happy new month!!! This month, we shall be having guest features on this blog and today, we would start with that of a friend, I call him my personal Doctor, Mubarak Abiola Mohammed, WeirdmaskmanNG. He is a Doctor in the making. Most times, I am blown away by his writings. He…
Opinion | Why You Will Marry the Wrong Person – The New York Times article
I ran into this The New York Times article on the web and couldn’t help but share it 👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇 https://mobile.nytimes.com/2016/05/29/opinion/sunday/why-you-will-marry-the-wrong-person.html “This philosophy of pessimism offers a solution to a lot of distress and agitation around marriage. It might sound odd, but pessimism relieves the excessive imaginative pressure that our romantic culture places upon marriage.”👏 If…
YALICHECKS! Watch “STOP – Stop, Reflect, Verify Series” on YouTube
Misinformation has become a core part of the news cycle and remains a leading area of concern across independent, private, and public organizations. Content from non-credible news sites, paid bloggers, and sophisticated videos masquerading as legitimate newscasts has found fertile ground in the social media scene. Identifying and stopping the spread of misinformation is vital…
Low key
Man, Oh Mankind! When things get rosy & cozy, we often get overjoyed & delusional. We assume the same for others with conflicting fate & mood. We perturb ’em with our superflous ‘Cinderella story’ out of frenzy, & partly in an effort to create, artily, a representation to edify our image…while we stage a lockdown…
