Nigeria our great and beloved motherland,
where multitudes of tribes unitedly stand.
Our land of hope by two rivers divided,
with lush vegetation by nature provided.
Nigeria our home of people resili...
Kofo never thought she would see the day when armed robbers would fly out of a keke (tricycle) due to a foul odor in the air. In the lively but dark nights of Lagos, Makoko junction never fails to rin...
When a crisis hits Nigeria, a man goes abroad to make a better life for his family. This leaves his wife stressed with work and two children to look after in a selfish country. Doubtful and without he...
The car coughed to stop and despite the noise and buzz of the road, I could hear the spluttering and hissing of the radiator in the bonnet. "Not again, not again, Lord please" I groaned. Of course, ...
This is original poem about my experience as a first generation nigerian american
Weep not Nigeria,
for justice is in the offing.
Weep not Nigeria,
for your cries resonate and ring.
Weep not Nigeria,
It's time for your African spring.
Weep not Nigeria,
none shall usurp your role as...
Wake up Nigeria whilst it is still day.
Your darkness thickens in the hot summer sun.
Wake up Nigeria from your spectators' fun.
Like a titan to the slaughter, your way
to financial hades might be cer...
this how nigeria struggles to fight for us as nigerians but we dont know it and we refuse to hear her voice.
Finding love in sunny old South London is not the stuff of movies. Not when, you're shy, you've got terrible friends and feeling invisible. Well Sade is going to force a change in her life, unfortunat...
Nigeria our great and beloved motherland,
where multitudes of tribes unitedly stand.
Our land of hope by two rivers divided,
with lush vegetation by nature provided.
Nigeria our home of people resili...
Kofo never thought she would see the day when armed robbers would fly out of a keke (tricycle) due to a foul odor in the air. In the lively but dark nights of Lagos, Makoko junction never fails to rin...
When a crisis hits Nigeria, a man goes abroad to make a better life for his family. This leaves his wife stressed with work and two children to look after in a selfish country. Doubtful and without he...
The car coughed to stop and despite the noise and buzz of the road, I could hear the spluttering and hissing of the radiator in the bonnet. "Not again, not again, Lord please" I groaned. Of course, ...
This is original poem about my experience as a first generation nigerian american
Weep not Nigeria,
for justice is in the offing.
Weep not Nigeria,
for your cries resonate and ring.
Weep not Nigeria,
It's time for your African spring.
Weep not Nigeria,
none shall usurp your role as...
Wake up Nigeria whilst it is still day.
Your darkness thickens in the hot summer sun.
Wake up Nigeria from your spectators' fun.
Like a titan to the slaughter, your way
to financial hades might be cer...
this how nigeria struggles to fight for us as nigerians but we dont know it and we refuse to hear her voice.
Finding love in sunny old South London is not the stuff of movies. Not when, you're shy, you've got terrible friends and feeling invisible. Well Sade is going to force a change in her life, unfortunat...