Lamentation of a Lagos Resident

                        URGENT CALL BEFORE LAGOS LOST IT

I am very sad today looking back at what started some eight years ago what we all felt would be the cradle of the transformation into the new Nigeria we are all clamoring for now deteriorating day after day.

When love was here;

Our smiles were beautiful and new
Our eyes were lively and blue
Our kiss…long and true
Now that love is gone, where do we go from here?

An Ode to Lucy

Young and soft she was
Her countenance like the soothing sun
Her beauty was divine to us
And our lust after her had only just begun

DISAPPOINTMENT; A Set-back Or A Stepping Stone?

Hey beautiful people!!Happy new month!! I hope this month brings to us our expectations.. Been long I came around, it wasn’t planned that way though, truly sorry!!! Straight to business!,Please read to understand, comment and share.
1st Scenario.

ACHIEVING SUCCESS IN THE DIGITAL AGE MEDIA: SUMMARY BY RUTH OKOLI

 As a Registered member of the University of Lagos Press Club, it is my responsibility and duty to write on Programs that took place in the University and also on issues affecting the University Community (within and outside the school environment).

 On the 26th of September 2015, The 4th Annual Ngozi Agbo Memorial Lecture and Essay

This sect (3)

There is this sect of people.
They see everything as possible.
Their pasts are only seen as a parable, used to set daily principles.

This sect (2)

There is this sect of people.

They see heights as “not my calling”

As, their past is a well soldered road side warning, giving the stop alert on their path to face the future.

This Sect (1)

There is this sect of people
They see heights as impossible,
their past becomes their principle,

Perfect immunity

You hit me painfully hard today,

So painful that I wanted to retaliate;

I wanted to knock you on the head,

Love dilemma

Now it’s in front of me, it’s in the air,

Still I’m shy about it;

Whenever my friends ask me, I won’t tell,

God

People always ask, how can there be a God?

How can there be a God when the world is full of destruction?

How can there be a God when the best of hearts are full of corruption?

How can there be a God when people are taken too early from their loved ones

It’s cold

First, it’s a cold world you’re living in,

The streetz is cold, yes the very one you’re living in;

Expectedly, its cold, this air I’m breathing in,

If I had not…

Permit me to think aloud just this once,

To bare my mind of things locked for months;

Permit me to say things the way they are,