Posted by Eteksone on November 7, 2008 in Africa, Poetry, Politics
We have been both lucky and blessed to see through Tuesday 4 November,
2008…….
We shall tell our children of this day - of what it meant and
symbolised, the journey that it drew to a close - and the thousands of
new journeys of hope and dreams that it launched.,….
We shall tell of our daring to hope, of [...]
Mirror Mirror still on the wall
There’s no need for a mystic ball
For African Loft is here to stay
Waxing stronger day by day.
Members growing by the hour
The Community bus is on the tour
Reaching out to all far and near
Sharing news so easy without a tear.
Engaging in topics from all works of life
We talk of all, even [...]
Posted by Omotaylor on June 2, 2007 in Nigeria, Poetry
Compare this:
Nigeria we hail thee
Our own dear motherland
Though tribe and tongue may differ
In brotherhood we stand
Nigerians, am proud to serve
Our native motherland.
With this:
Arise o compatriot
Nigeria’s call obey
To serve our fatherland
With love and strength and faith
The labours of our heroes past
Shall never be in vain
To serve with all our might
One nation bound in freedom, peace and [...]
Posted by Omotaylor on May 25, 2007 in Poetry
WHEN WILL WE BE FREE?
My favourite philosopher now dead
Very true words of life then said
Man is born free (yes born free)
But everywhere he is in chains (not free).
We live but don’t for we are not free
We smile but don’t for we are not happy
We wake but sleep for things go wrong
We pray and hope and [...]
Posted by Jola on May 22, 2007 in Poetry
Bode says he loves Toyosi
They had been dating for five years.
They had been sexually active
Toyosi had gotten pregnant five times
Four abortions and one miscarriage
Ebun is Lolade’s friend
Lolade is Bode’s younger sister
It was raining one night
Ebun is alone in the house with Bode
Bode and Ebun get to know each other
Ebun gets pregnant.
A child is born
Bode is [...]