Thursday, April 30, 2015

Code Red


CHAPTER 12.

Henry sat on the ground and growled like a wounded lion which he was. Like the proverb said, the exit of the cat made the house fall into the hands of rats. 

He wasn’t different from a beggar who looked up to passers-by for aid. His side and shoulders were stinging madly and it sent a thunderbolt to his brain. He dragged himself to sit by the fence of the hospital after the kidnappers left and later he vacated the environment as a few questioning eyes followed him. 

Thankfully, he still had the drugs the hospital gave to him so he downed a couple of painkillers to relieve himself of the wrenching wedge the hammer of the pain brought on him forcefully on him.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Belladonna

How do I explain all of these things?
When I met you, you were kinda out of place
A misfit some called you,
A holier-than-thou Mother in the Lord,
A troublesome witch with prying eyes said another school of thought,
An unpredictable lady that acted twice her age,
A rude pretender,
A sweet charming and gentle princess,
A respectful girl who’s loved by all,
At first I acted like it wasn’t my business.
Then I met the witch with the prying eyes
And it was like looking into the eyes of the Mother Confessor
It was like a subtle sweet sounding scintillating vacuum cleaner
I was drawn into you
Gbam!!!
And that was it
I began to see you

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

It wasn't Me.



CHAPTER 11.
Malaki couldn’t believe he had been handcuffed. He didn’t understand what was going on. All they told him they was that were the police as if he didn’t know and he was under arrest and anything he said or did could be used against him in the court of law. 

He never understood these insane policemen. When he decided to shout and struggle, they put him in their van. That was all he remembered. 

They knocked him out with God-knows-what and he had to admit, he didn’t think they were normal force men or security agents. He could swear they were raving-mad. 

How could any person or agent act in such a condescending manner? If security agents acted like common criminals and riff-raffs what was the fate of civilians? What was his fate?


Friday, April 10, 2015

NO BE FINE BOY O!

continuation of THIS FINE BOY!!!

That same night,
Robbers invaded their house
He went to the Community Development Association meeting to report
He told them to change the security men
A neighbor went to commiserate with them
And he dropped the story
How the thieves broke in
How he fought them but they were holding his children to ransom
So he couldn’t deal with them
His wife shouted at him
‘’Liar, liar’’ she called him

Sunday, April 5, 2015

THIS FINE MAN!!!

Let me tell you a story.
There was a man,
A fine one.
Scratch that,
A very fine man.
He wasn’t handsome according to your definition of handsomeness,
Neither had he six packs and abs,
Nor the 6ft plus,
Nor dark,
But what made him handsome was that he was mine.
Did you hear that,
He was mine.
I always felt elated ,
And showed him off to all,