Viewing life through the eyes of Mr Death

“It kills me sometimes how people die” says Death compassionately as he marches along

Join Mr Death as he narrates his side of the story through this Nazi German streets in WW2

Mirror, Mirror on the wall.

“Have you ever seen a little child before a mirror? Do you notice how taken by the mirror they appear?”

Shana faced the room as her little boy tugged at her sleeve

How else can a melancholic get high?

“Babe, your magic potion is ready” cooed the heady aroma as it wafted sensuously round my room

I followed its trail. And allowed myself indulge in the fragrance. Then climbing out of bed, I shuffled back to the kitchen.

“I would love to cheat on my wife too”

“You think I do not cheat because I love my wife so much?” his laughter cooled off as he switched on his serious face “Well, why else? or is it your moralist views?” I teased. Since I knew he was not big on religion There we stood by the frontage of my compound while he […]

dear daddy, when will you become a man? [Cont’d]

man in orange t shirt praying on bed

Click here for the beginning ………… to a client’s office and Lagos traffic on the Motorway was unkind. He felt the jolt before he heard the bang. Another vehicle had run into his. The driver had been trying to force himself into the lane from the other lane. Infuriated, he alighted to assess the damage. […]