Dried Ink

I Wish I Was Nigerian

I wish I was Nigerian; the kind that doesn't have to break the bank to get into classrooms the kind that dares to think outside the box, without the 'system' locking her ideas in a cage the kind that is not crippled with thoughts of being raped or used for blood money because the devil… Continue reading I Wish I Was Nigerian

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Imagine The World

Imagine the world as a big, blue sea Where everyone can explore and be free Where one discovers new islands Filled with strange faces and unshaken hands   Imagine the world as a deep, thick forest With no time to rest And so much to harvest As we wait for whose crop grows first  … Continue reading Imagine The World

Dried Ink

Writer’s Block

One too many voices, one too many words One too many feelings, one too many thoughts Clouded I be, but longing to see Hopeful for light, yet darkness loves me   An avalanche of clues, but still so lost Guided by shadows to nothing at all Empty excitement, showers of dust I pray for air,… Continue reading Writer’s Block