Can We Catch Up?

Some days ago, a video surfaced on major news sites about a group of boys in Kaduna who were making sci-fi short films. These boys from humble backgrounds, armed with a rickety laptop and knowledge obtained from Youtube videos were able to make videos with decent effects and green screen tech. See story HERE

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Chief ends up in Jail.

In a Zimbabwean village, a woman was caught in the act of congress under the duvet with a man who was not her husband. Simply put, she was caught having sex with another villager while her innocent husband was going about his daily activities. Continue reading →

The Healthcare Palava.

I had an uncle once, he was my mother’s cousin actually. He was one of my favourite uncles; he didn’t talk much or ask the silly questions that adults like to ask children when they wanted to fill the silence. He had an easy affection for us that didn’t need plenty words and best of all, he always gave us mint notes when he visited. He worked at Central Bank. Continue reading →

Coincidence or Nah?

Early last month, my mother told us a story she had heard from one of the speakers at a convention at church. That morning, we were reading the parable of the wedding feast. In that parable, the invited guests didn’t show up and the servants of the owner of the feast had to get guests from the street. However, someone was kicked out for not wearing wedding clothes. Continue reading →

Orison

I definitely haven’t been in the mood for a story today, collecting my thoughts was a problem.

I haven’t written a poem in a month or so, I miss poetry. It’s the easiest form of writing for me and it gives me the most joy, even when I walk through the valley of the shadow of death…

 

Orison

Pray for me even if you don’t believe 

There’s a god to answer.

For this cup fills me

With anguish & bone crushing dread

And I am yet to take a sip

 

Pray for me, hold my hand if you can.

For this darkness swallows me whole

I can’t breathe

I can’t breathe

I cannot fucking breathe.

 

Pray for me, day and night

Perhaps God would look to you

Maybe your sins are fewer, 

Maybe he knows you still.

Me? He’s forgotten me. 

 

Pray for me for my tongue is gone,

Stolen by the thief of peace.

My words jumble in my head

Desperate for air, 

Dying by the minute. 

 

Pray for me even if you don’t believe

In prayers, or charms forgotten by ancestors. 

Pray for my soul

For the earth wearies me

And I want to die now. 

 

Those Lazy Yoots

I’ve seen several posts on Facebook bemoaning the low turnout of ‘Youths’ in today’s elections even though today’s voter numbers have been unprecedented. While it is easy to ascribe this to nonchalance on the side of the young people and a refusal to get involved in civic process, or as some people snidely put it – they’re on social media instead, making noise. The answers are not as simple as they seem. Continue reading →

And The Beat Goes On… Just Like My Heart.

In my last post, I wrote about dedicating December to fitfam. It’s the third of December already and exactly four weeks to my birthday, and I haven’t even started. I’ve been battling with dizzy spells secondary to anaemia, and why am I anaemic? PCOS has a lot to answer for.

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