The way she walks, the way she talks. There’s a twinkle in her eyes when she mentions the latest recipe she learnt from her online classes with There’s an ever present despondency, hovering in the sky under which she walks. “It’s just a phase for the both of us , it’ll surely pass. ” […]

Beats And Peaces 

A story from Baba Agba, Under the Oak tree A woman…  Sporting torn Iro and buba A rare, wonderful sight… or not. The power of life and death Occupies one space Now I know, why her tongue has creases The apple that falls far from the tree Gets crushed or mashed Amope eleèke eebu No […]


It’s  just sad I am not afraid of death. Happily,  I’m only terrified for the life before it

My Strength 

Psalms  28:7: The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.

Where are we? 

think paddles, picture streams. The Future is blurry, broken on the seams.  Sink knowledge, sink ships; The past is right here roaming the streets. My heart is pure, my mind is shattered Shall we continue to pretend? Sway to the talks of the drum; intoxicating beats steer us from the lane. Dancing our helplessness into […]

Tales of the tough.. 

Originally posted on hotjollofrice:
When the road gets tough, the tough get going. Or not. Sometimes the tough get hungry and they lose their direction. Sometimes,their shoes get bad, and the sand gets too hot to tackle barefoot. Sometimes, the tough get tired. Sometimes, when the road gets tough, the tough stop. They sit, they…