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Verses By Beordoon - Page 3 of 34 - Bits and pieces of Ojuju's mind.
OGBUNIGWE!

OGBUNIGWE!

It was beans for lunch at the office this afternoon, and a bottle of Pepsi came after to wash everything down. A couple of hours later it was time to go home. We filed inside the staff bus and I took my normal seat, plugged in my earphones and started jamming to pass time. Y’all remember the first law of thermodynamics right, that energy cannot be created or destroyed, but can only be changed from one form to another. Well,…

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MY NIGERIAN STORY

MY NIGERIAN STORY

What is your Nigerian story? Forget whatever you may have heard about us on CNN or BBC.  They say if you don’t tell your story, others will do it for you and they won’t necessarily be nice. That explains why you’d only see our flag on foreign media when issues like fraud, endemic poverty, and corruption come up. True, those things are part of who we are (which nation doesn’t have its dark underbelly) but that’s not where it ends. …

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LUCIFER’S LAMENTATIONS

LUCIFER’S LAMENTATIONS

Time was, when the hardest thing I had to do all day was sit and lounge with a tall glass of warm, bright-red blood in my hand, or lie on my stomach on a mat of beaten bones, getting my hide beautifully tanned by the golden flames of Hell’s grate, while my legion of demons took care of business down on Earth. Being Lucifer used to be so easy, but not now, not anymore. Circumstances have changed, for the worse,…

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OVERDOSE

OVERDOSE

Picture Credits – Google Hope, The most abundant of a Nigerian’s possessions, Heck, it is the only thing many have. Hope, For better days, And a new life devoid of pain. Hope is our food, It is our wonder cure, A cheap panacea for ailments all. Hope is our narcotic, A buffer from troublesome reality, The wind that lifts far above walls limiting, The strength that pushes us beyond incredible odds, And the hefty lead ball, That keeps us shackled…

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SLITHER

SLITHER

I woke up at dawn as usual, despite having stayed awake for most of the night and It felt natural to wriggle my way towards the bathroom in order to relieve myself. I was already naked, so all I had to do was allow the warm urine stream out of my shrunken penis, then wriggle back to the bedroom after the last spurt. The overwhelming urge to hiss and flick my tongue in and out of my mouth came out…

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IMPURE THOUGHTS

IMPURE THOUGHTS

Photo credits – Google. Victoria Island early in the morning is a confluence of conflicting humanity. On one side you have the revelers from the previous night, men and women, dragging their weary bodies back to wherever it is they sleep, trudging along on leaden feet, with hooded eyes, their hair less than perfect and their faces pasty from being absentmindedly wiped a million times with soaked handkerchiefs. On the other side are the drones on their way to the…

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HORIZONS

HORIZONS

Where the sun is fluffy at noon, And the breeze whispers a swoon, Where the moon is a magic lamp, And stars wink a merry smile, Where genies roam the forests, And the surf breaks in sonnets.   I want to leave the noise behind, Go far from the madness of this town, And find someplace new, Where people are human, The good life is not a mirage, And love is not a curse.  

‘DEAD LIONS DON’T ROAR’ Says Tolu Akinyemi

‘DEAD LIONS DON’T ROAR’ Says Tolu Akinyemi

Hi guys, Today we’re doing something entirely new here. Kindly come with me as we meet Nigerian poet and author of ‘Dead Dogs Don’t Bark’ Tolu Akinyemi and hear him talk about himself and his newly released book ‘Dead Lions Don’t Roar’. Born in Ado Ekiti, Nigeria, but now resident in the United Kingdom, Tolu aside from being a prolific writer/author (with more than 10 years’ writing experience) and a poet is also a business analyst and financial crime consultant,…

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SOPHIA’S UBER DAYS (3)

SOPHIA’S UBER DAYS (3)

Wednesday. It wasn’t quite ten minutes after the journey to Berger commenced that I heard sniffing from the back seat. A slight headache from reading till late was why I’d left the radio off, which meant the sound carried quite clearly to my ears, but being at a red light meant I could steal a peek over my shoulders. Something was obviously wrong because the passenger was bent over with his head in his hands, a man who had been…

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