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I SING

I sing For the times of peace and plenty For the times of laughter and love For stomachs filled with bounties For brows kissed with kindness For lovers sated with pleasure. I sing For mornings of disquiet and Perplexity turning to assurance. I sing In the moonlit night, The wind carrying my melody to…

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JUSTICE

By Kirsten Okenwa Who has seen the abode of Justice? Where does she thrive and rest in solemnity, Reigning as chieftain, defying wickedness? Who knows the domain of Justice, Where does she hold sway? Is she satisfied after a day in the courts, Does her grey hair inspire equity? Does Justice prowl the streets in…

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Mr. T

By Abubakar D. Sani A word of caution: Lest you are fooled By the title Of this epistle-of- sorts It’s not about Lawrence Tureaud The famous ‘80s American thespian Better known By that moniker No.It is none other than A certain President of the United States Whose surname Begins with that letter That’s right: Donald John Trump As controversial as they come, Ever up for a fight Man of many firsts: First…

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Dear mothers

Dear mothers If you waited for us since last night wait no more, we won't return home we lived in our days and died in our times bury our bodies in national colours for we died fighting, howbeit without wielding swords but lending our voices Dear fathers You said a man must fight not because…

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The Casualties by J P Clark

The Casualties Are not only those Who have journeyed to The great beyond They are well out of it. The casualties Are also those Whose journey of life continues Waiting for the call of The great beyond When they too shall step Into the good night. The casualties Are all of us Caught in the…

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I KNOW AN AGED INFANT, NIGERIA.

By Chinedu Agu 1914: Like a plaything In the hands of two obsessed Lovers Lugard and Shaw's Sizzling romance On the chilly shores of Niger Culminates in the birth of a girl child. "I shall christen her Nigeria, For in this Niger area Was she conceived and birthed. She shall for me remain An evergreen…

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Yesterday, Today

By Chris Anyokwu Yesterday was a surfeit of conceited farts Paradise on bubble,arpeggios of satieties thrummed the air titillations of coital palate,loud cannons of cranial feats. The string-pullers? Lords of instant extinction and supersonic surfers of the superhighway… Some blared deific trumpet of scions of Cupid, others their Terminator physique,many more gods' bits of wood…

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COLD ROOM

By Jiti Ogunye By now he must have gone very cold As events tumble and nemesis unfold Sordid secret is revealed, known across the globe By all men and women, young and old. By now he must have gone very cold Tossed out of a secured job…

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Dilemma of a Robber

What do I give you, O robber?   To make you sleep with ease at night;   And dream of peace with prosperity,   And dream of the dignity of labour,   Of your mind inventing good,   And your hands in useful employment.   What do I give you, O robber?   To make you drop the guns that scare…

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