Category: The Poet’s Corner

By Ben Ezeohagwu IBeware of chatterfull of clatteras a prattleron a platter IIBeware of matterfull of chatteras a trapperin a litter IIIBeware of chatterfull of tatterin a wrapperas a shatter IVBeware of clapperfull of glitteras a triggerfor a capper VBeware of latherfull of patteras a plotterin a totter. Ezeohagwu is the first Black African Writer […]

By Ben Ezeohagwu I What a breed of creed is Nigeria? her weed, full of greed. II What a seed of reed is Nigeria? her field, full of yield. III What a meed of heed is Nigeria? her peed, full of teed. IV What a treed of freed is Nigeria? her need, full of feed. […]

By Ben Ezeohagwu INigeria: a nation of cows,without hows,full of lows,marauding herdsmen,loot our farms,full of arms. IINigeria: a nation of cows,without bows,full of jows,nefarious herdsmen,root our barns,full of harms. IIINigeria: a nation of cows,without pows,full of mows,archaic herdsmen,hoot our dams,full of jams. IVNigeria: a nation of cows,without vows,full of tows,gruesome herdsmen,fool our gams,full of lams. […]

By Nasiru Oseni Death tolls at the toll gate Of stolen lucre Blood flows beneath the bridge Of hidden corpses of grave denials washed ashore Sit down, wave the colonial flag In this place where We have come to die  in search of life The truth can no longer be found Only a camcorder Of […]

By Ben Ezeohagwu I As so deep in our keep,herdsmen strike endlessly,cattle battle in a baffle,just a peep in our seep, Constant turmoilfrom humour of herdsmen,no longer so strangeor new in Nigeria,full of rapes,kidnappings or killings. IIAs we weep in our neepherdsmen stride boldly,cattle prattle in a rattle,just a beep in our beef constant painfrom […]

By Banji Ayoola Without HIM, I would have been Lost! Wasted away, Died off, Useless And hopeless! But because of HIM, I have hope Of living To redeem myself! And with HIS WORD Work on myself Upwards radiantly And jubilantly! Towards The Heights, Towards the LIGHT, Towards THE FATHER! Gratitude!

By Ben Ezeohagwu INigeria at Sixty,in the silky,plot so pretty,in such humanity,by bad roads,pollution from explosions,full of corruptions. IINigeria at Sixty,in the silty,plod so witty,in such crispy,by power outages,poverty from policies,full of traumas. IIINigeria at Sixty,In the kitty,plop so gritty,in such drippy,by poor drainages,bullets from ballots,full of outrages. IVNigeria at Sixty,In the treaty,plow so tricky,in […]

By Ben EzeohagwuIn motion,you setunseen notion,through writing. Either towardsHeight or depth,in the choice,it lies. In potion,as volition,flows thoughts,onto paper,through writing. Such drums,blessings or hardships,from such writer,to himself,and audiences. Mind the writing,by such echoes,from pen,uplift or debase. Write so as,inform, entertain or record,such archives,be rich in humanity. Ezeohagwu, who won the Onigraffiks Prize for Literature (2017), […]

By Ben Ezeohagwu I. So lawful count be a Catholic, or Protestant, a human you are. Noble thoughts, volitions, and actions, so lawful does  count, before the laws of goodness, as decisive, as first step, Upwards! II. Does not count be an Ahmaddiya, or Ansar Ud Deen, a human you are. Noble thoughts, volitions, and actions, […]

By Ben Ezeohagwu Survivors of the night attacks, we have become in our roots, night gunshots from unknown gunmen, as terror bandits hold sway with their boots. Invade villages, towns, cities, raze many houses, shoot, maim, kill in their loots. Casualties rise, without Hospitals, Police, Courts, in protection and defense, for their hoots. Survivors of […]