A while ,We never saw each other, Nor alter The Unknown Words , Because,Summer Gave that Space And cast My loneliness to Winter And fall....bit by bit... But again,awoken up. To feel Fire files in my Belly. With countless strikes of lightening , Tasting of Melodious Thoughts :of my Grace . O' ye Patience:Nothing besides remains, Of the Precious whom you love . But can't handle the Hemlock Load... The weariness,the fever,and the fret , That covered my human, (more…)
TELL THE WORLD Dear Lisa, I write these words on the sheets of your heart I pray you not to faint or grow weary of my tale Please listen with you soul and bear witness with your heart, He had shadows casted on his eyes (more…)
Finally I can say that I am true! I have been online since morning working on this. Some months ago I had the opportunity to interview the charismatic Achor Yusuf and virtually his entire case as of then and it was awesome! I shot the video with my (I phone 5 lol) Lumia 535 phone with the help of Twamsen Danaan, but the editing took about 2 months to do, for reasons too long... Achor Yusuf is a Kogi State born director (more…)
A #NigeriaForTheRich , not that being rich is bad..... Nigeria is a beautiful country and with a population of over 170 million people, it has the largest congregation of black colored people in the world. So basically, racism is a stupid disease that black Americans go through or have on TV. (more…)
HARD NUT POEM TO PONDER ON. ASSONANCE, ALLITERATION AND RHYMES. I came, To this black water land Not distant august norms, Avowed with august approbation. Dancing behemoth beguile The crass dancing lass. (more…)
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