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Words I run out of to describe this, Life! we acknowledge is unpredictable Yet, we keep on anticipating what would take place next An exit we sometimes seek out of this maze Indeed the events never seem to amuse the creator Truly death is an anticlimax that bores our antics Our accomplishment this man envisage


Author/Poet: Bhayor ¬† In my country Where the sun shone on my forefathers Hands drenched in the White’s farm Clothes soaked in the labour of my heroes Trembling at the whip and voices of their laborious masters. In my country Where the Clarion call gave us strength Faith gave us freedom Freedom brought us peace


AUTHOR/WRITER-¬†Halimah Ganiyu   In my society, you might be depressed but you are actually not allowed to be. People feel that you have no right to be depressed because after all there are other people going through what you are going through or worse. You hear them say ‘So she thinks she has problem, did


WRITER: TOLULOPE OGUNMEKAN A few years ago I was so busy lapping up attention and chasing guys who were good catches yet could not so much as pick up a phone to call me. Trying to convince them to see my value, I dressed up, cooked, spent money, did the most to ensure they could

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Nimota Ideraoluwa

Nimota Ideraoluwa

I am Teriba Nimota Ideraoluwa, I was born in Ogun state, into a family of eight, I'm the second child of the family and the first female child. Anike is a name my mum calls me whenever I'm sad , Anike is my Oriki (praise name). continue here...