Meet fast rising OAP Stephanie BlackPearl Ubozoh, if you stay in Pitakwa city, you must have heard her sweet voice on Rhythm FM 93.7’s Ladies First, Late Night Callers and the Morning Drive talk shows Continue reading
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…Knockout Blessing…
By: Arc
Level: 3
Allow me introduce the BEST WORST NOLLYWOOD MOVIE of 2018. Knockout Blessing is so bad the entire crew and cast should be applauded for making it through the movie. Someone actually paid for its publicity? I paid two thousand naira to watch this, money so not well spent, I could liken it to paying a 30,000 gate fee to watch Terry G and African China perform. I have no clue where to start from, I wish I can un-see this retina-neuronic poison.
First, I had the distinguished honor of being the only one in the movie theater (Genesis Deluxe cinema) 10 minutes before the movie started. Continue reading
…LionHeart Review…
By: Arc
Level: 3
A year ago (actually last week), first thing that popped into my head at the mention of Lion heart was Jean Claude Van Damme’s signature Last fight winning kick. Right now it is safe to say that there is only one LION HEART, Genevieve Nnaji’s OBIAGU…
LION HEART—BRAVE HEART, One thing in common: DIRECTOR EXCELLENCE; Mel Gibson = Genevieve Nnaji Continue reading
STRANGE SONG OF THE GONG
By: Ebuka Nwachukwu
Level: 1
FRUIT OF THE FORBIDDEN TREE
ADAM:
We were happy as kids are before they understand the world
Arms locked together with eyes for each other alone; we twirled
I have learned that if it doesn’t look right, it’s because it’s not
The deed was not to eat the apple; it was to fall for her plot
EVE:
The redness of the fruit wasn’t what made it cute
It was the words of the snake; melody from a flute
I always felt that the grasses in this garden were too green; the sun just shined too bright
I was tired of the illusion of serenity; the snake was a welcome sight.
SNAKE:
Pretty damsel is that tree in the middle the only thing you doubt?
If knowledge were rainfall, then this garden suffers drought
Missus I see you lie awake and ponder over these things; this paradise is your hell
Taste the apple and see; I promise not to tell Continue reading
Obongawan Okoyong: Mary Born of Robert Slessor
By: Arc
Level: 3
They didn’t all come to kill and destroy; some of them came with good intentions. Some came to share in our humanity, to speak in our tongue, to share in our pain.
Mary was born on the 2nd day of December, 1848 to alcoholic cobbler Robert and skilled weaver Mary Slessor. Mary Slessor The II or Mary Slessor Jr. if you like grew up in the slums of Dundee and learned to work at the early age of eleven. At a time when there was no penicillin, Mary lost her father and two brothers to pneumonia. By age fourteen she had mastered the art of turning jute into mats and clothing, doing her best to support her mother and sisters. Continue reading
…Prince Mordred…
By: Dennis Ekene
Level: 1
Prince Mordred
I am Pharaoh’s first born and heir to the Egyptian throne
Forget the Israelite boy, I run this kingdom alone
I build what I want, who I want is who is dead
I don’t care whose ox is gored, I am Prince Mordred
The story untold, the tale they never wrote, the part they choose to forget
The Atrocities I made, the Carnage I create, the Anathema tagged on my hobbies
But there is nothing wrong in having blood for tea
Or decorating the palace with a few heads hanging on a tree
Who doesn’t love the aroma of burning flesh or the screams of women and kids Continue reading
…4-5-6…
By: Ebuka Nwachukwu
Level: 2
4: HOW DO I KNOW THAT I KNOW?
Socrates speaks: Right from my earliest years [when exactly I do not know] I have never taken a thing said to me at face value
Except it be God himself that speaks I will doubt
The persons that speak to me are not liars but are merely vessels of half knowledge
But I believe knowing nothing is far less dangerous than knowing a little!
Plato speaks: Pardon my mentor for his rude way of speaking [it is no way to address you learned men]
What he meant to say was that the whole lot of you are little more than puppets
Some are basic puppets: puppets of culture, religion and group think. Hands and legs move only when moved
But there are still sophisticated mannequins among you.
Sophisticated, but puppets all the same
Socrates speaks: Listen stupid ones, why do you fight in another man’s war?
Sinner why cast the first stone on a sinner?
Just as the Gorgon Medusa stares at everything but her own reflection
…1-2-3…
By: Ebuka Nwachukwu
Level: 1
1: You Made Me Like This
Someone once asked a terrorist why he kills without pity
“To live in Allah’s kingdom, must you destroy our city?”
But Ahmed laughed inwardly at the ignorance of this fellow
“If the nation down here wanted me would I the march to heaven follow?”
I once overheard the lion say he only killed because he had to eat
“If all I needed was placed before me I would only sit”
But to end the life of another is game to one particular beast
Hunger should not be the only thing satisfied at a feast Continue reading
…Figure And The Stranger…
By: Finan Fidelis-Nwoko
Level: 1
A figure into your tent comes in
Leaving his home of comfort
For a discomfort had him driven
and the fear too of being cut short
Hence into this stranger’s eyes he looks
With hopes as high as mountain.
A stranger who has spent his life on books
and has forfeited much just to train Continue reading
…The Observer…
By: Ebuka Nwachukwu
Level: 1
I am the philosopher whose quest is to understand the state
To understand it is to understand these people bound by fate
Armed with my quill and parchment I prayed to the lord
“If I analyze the purpose of the pen let me see that of the sword”
But does man really need man to survive?
Did not John the Baptist live in a desert and still thrived?
Is man only fulfilled in the eyes of other men?
What was the first society? Who knows when?