Forget the roses, the chocolates, the fuss, This Valentine, let’s celebrate the us. Not the fluttering hearts and whispered desires, But the embers of love, the slow-burning fires. Let’s raise a toast to the laughter unseen, The knowing silences, a comfort serene. To shared journeys, unspoken fears faced, The hand held tight, a haven embraced.

Beneath a roof of sun-warmed clay, Where whispers of knowledge softly sway, Stands Mama Amani, a spirit so keen, A village’s treasure, a teacher unseen. With hard-skinned fingers, she holds the chalk tight, Writing letters on slates, bathed in morning light, Her voice, a melody, clear and so pure, Telling stories, opening every door. From

In the emerald hills where shadows lie deep, A warrior arose, from slumber to leap. Shaka Zulu, his name a deafening drum, A destiny fixed, a life yet to come. With eyes that pierced through the mask of the unknown, He saw not just struggle, but seeds to be sown. A nation divided, a people

In the land where the sun rises, Where dreams are born and hopes surprise, The people went to cast their votes with anticipation, To exercise their right in a free nation. But the ballot, a mere box to hold their voice, Became a battlefield, a vile and brutal choice, As thugs and hoodlums unleashed their

Walking away on a very sunny afternoon, I could only feel the heat emitting from deep inside me than the one from the scorching sun, my eyes were teary. Suddenly, I heard the honking of a car- it was thunderous, I was so scared that it felt like I was resuscitated as I was lost

I crave the indulgence of my pockets, As I embark on this journey of no definite return, If I work my ass off in the morning, And crown it in the evening with a keg of ‘pammy’, On whose account do I credit the receiver? And in whose name would I debit the giver? I

    Even though the future seems far away, it is actually beginning right now”, says Mattie Stepanek which explains the says ‘Youths are the leaders of tomorrow’.     It’s a say that was born even before the name “Nigeria” and was realistic in the country or continent where it was coined. Up till tomorrow, it

In passion’s embrace, bodies  intertwine, Sex, a healing elixir, brings joy  divine. But beware the shadows that lurk within, Protection, the shield, where health shall win.