WORK a Poem By Nigerian Poet/Spoken Word Artist 2’WYTH
Seeth thou a man diligent in his work, Even the Devil na him padi. Shey dem say, the idle mind Is the Devil's workshop. So if you no work, Devil go chop you; pepper soup. (more…)
Seeth thou a man diligent in his work, Even the Devil na him padi. Shey dem say, the idle mind Is the Devil's workshop. So if you no work, Devil go chop you; pepper soup. (more…)
If you thought that Denrele got hair, then you haven't felt the poetic laws , commandments and rhythms coming out of the coarse black hair of 2'WYTH also known as Otatane-oso F. Andrew. He speaks the truth in his poems, demanding attention with every word, carefully thought out to properly define a moment in time, words, words, words are his lifeline to the world. Jihad Of Peace (more…)
Blue lights shine bright, flags fly at half mast, names engraved in earth, tributes fill the media. Pictures and hashtags, videos and documentaries, thousands of literatures too. Fourteen years later and the emotions remain raw, strong, sincere. A world that mourns together stays together. We remember September 11 2001 not just as an extraordinary Tuesday, but also as the day the earth stood still. To the over 2000 men, women and children whose names remain etched not just on the grounds at the World Trade Centre, but forever in our hearts: mothers,fathers, sibling
Scrawny kids with ashy skins: smell of narcotics hangs heavily in the air. Smoke makes for hazy viewing, the daze makes for lazy feelings. Muddled thoughts skewed with alcohol induced hallucinations of adroitness, illusions of finesse and delusions of grandeur... Dimly lit rooms with neon lights accented by putrid smells of burning herbs adulterated with the acrid stench of unwashed bodies. Char stains upon the sofa that will never be removed, soot covering the ceiling and walls in murals of intricate patterns of alternating shades of grey and black. Semi lifeless bodies
Again and again I live every moment orchestral and whole as the song of waters we are not comatose music notes on a sheet but live as melody, all kinds we evoke wrapped in the enchanting sheet of memory, our hearts beat and our souls buzz with them the way bees sing with a heart filled with honey and I love you..... Chijioke Amunnadi Join the Custodians of African Literature as #Jos Resonates with A Field of Echoes, the event will be taking place at Jos, Plateau State Nigeria. Its going to be event of the month in the literature society and well respected po