"One more footstep and all these will be over" Hajara looked at the sea entreatingly "You are too young and still have your life ahead of you" her heart remarked "What life does she have? Is this a life?" her head jeered "This life. She is here. Things can turn around, you know" "Ever the Optimist" hissed her head "Stop it, you two. You are driving me nuts! Hajara yelled into the ocean as she watched a canoe drifting towards her from the distance.  A lone man sat in it. She quickly scanned around her and realised she was alone. Fear. When

"How are you enjoying your Lunch privilege?" "Good" he responded "So which friend did you nominate?" "Jack" I supported myself by the kitchen door frame as I watched him pack snacks for School. His latest award was an Early Lunch Pass. To be shared with a buddy. That was an exciting one for him as it meant he could get to skip the food queues for a week. "Have you finished your £10 yet?" He was meant to credit more funds into his meal account this week. "No, I have not even touched it yet. I want to pay it in twice

My soul is out there wandering the streets of Jibowu, Yaba in Lagos, Nigeria. But my body sits on this bed typing and listening to songs. I peer at the time. 03:02Hrs. A time when normal men sleep. However, sleep is far from me. I sit here watching myself go back again to Jibowu as I have been for more than a week now. I am ambling towards a shop whose name and street I have forgotten. It is off Hussey Street right after the WAEC building if you approach from the YabaTech Front Gate. If approaching from The Covenant Nation Church

If you acknowledge that; Christ died on the cross, descended into hell, rose from the dead ascended into heaven where he is seated at the right hand of God the Father and making intercessions for you Why then do you say bring it all to the foot of the Cross? Who is at the Cross? How can a king seated and holding court still be on the cross? Kings hold court & adjudicate in palaces Have you never paused to think about it? What other belief have you held all your life without questioning? You have fought over, clung on to, regurgitated

"I feel like my cancer has not really gone away. I see it as a tiger lurking under the tree close by and waiting to pounce on me. So it keeps me on edge not knowing when I would cross paths with her or when she would pounce" Most people around the table nodded in comprehension. I had goosebumps. It was such a strong analogy. Painfully vivid and disempowering. I felt angry at such a burden. As if the initial attack by cancer is not enough, now you carry the extra burden of tiptoeing through life. And that anxiety for me, is

It all started with this one leaf. The plant was acting up. My Philodendron which bloomed throughout the winter and spring, was now withering in summer. Within weeks it all shriveled. "Why would you survive the harsh winter then refuse to thrive now?" I kept being nice to it but since it was determined to die, I tossed it out.   However, on an impulse; I went outside and picked off the only surviving leaf. Popped it inside a tiny bottle without any expectations. Merely curious to see what happens.