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Dokta

                    1 The voices of whimpering women sitting on the left flank as you enter the police station could be heard. Their statements will be taken as witnesses to the bloody onslaught...

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No Pass Your Boundary

  I no dey pass my boundary. You know say, If then slap me, na so my eye go dey comot water as if say na rain dey fall. If na blow then give me, e go take make den pour water on my head before I wake. If...

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REMEMBER.

When in peace, remember war that consumes. When in wealth, remember poverty that buries destiny. When in joy, remember sorrow that dries the bone. When in pleasure, remember pressure that breaks. When...

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I FOUND MYSELF.

(Greater Inheritance)   When my father died, the elders gave the sons all he had. I was one of the daughters, I got nothings. It was heavy in my heart. Am I a child not worth receiving part of...

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SUDDENLY

They were giving and receiving in marriage. They were burying their dead. They were buying lands and properties. New houses springing forth here and there. New cars comes with prayers. They merry...

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Hungry Mother II

Is there a honour for a hungry mother? Her body needs food, And her children lie weak expecting to be fed. Passion will not allow her stay in. She goes out to get food wherever, Whether in virtue...

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ALMOST LOST TO FANTASY

         In a well decorated living room, two women sit to talk. Madam Grace sits on the big couch while Wurastories sits on the smaller one with her recording material. [b]Wurastories[/b] Hello...

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LOST OF TOUCH WITH HERITAGE

Assuming my grandfather was alive, This virus would have been forgotten. I mean long ago. With herb tea in the cup, We would have defeated it.   Tribute to the one who used herb to heal/cure one...

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THE HUNGRY CHILDREN II

They were hungry. They went to the river, Caught forbidden fish. Cook unboiled. They ate in relive of hunger. Then the gods showed up. Made them captive. They have broken the rules. They have committed...

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THE GOD OF MY MOTHER

[b]Part 1       (Down on my knees)[/b] I met myself in the state where I don’t know what to do any more. I tried all I knew, I tried all I was told, I mean I did all I could. They didn’t work...

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Children of the Street

Stay home, stay home! Where is our home? The street is our home. We are, born in the street raised in the street. Some are raised by the street. The street is our second mother. Even to some of...

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HUNGRY CHILDREN I

They were hungry. They went into the jungle, and found wild vine. They plucked and ate . There they are, lying in their graves. Side by side. Tribute to them. May your souls rest not in hunge

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Hungry Mother.

HUNGRY MOTHER Suck on son. It is my blood you suck. That is what I have to give you, my belly is empty. The land is green,  but my purse is not. No food for the body, yet there is no famine. Suck...

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DESTROYED FROM HOME

     This work is proverbial. The main character – Pastor James- is use to indicate a set of people who have reached high height in life or believe in the judgment of the society but have an issue...

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