by KREATIVE DIADEM | Dec 11, 2015 | NIGERIAN POEMS, POEMS
The Àkùko gàgàrà bears her gossips from town to town
Gossips of me being nothing but a greedy clown
The rat at home tells it to the farm rat and to the squirrel
Even the Irúnmolè informs the ancestors of our quarrel
This woman that I married was once sweet and delightful
Her hourglass figure and fair face that looked so beautiful
But now, the roar of a lion is nothing compared to her intimidating tone
Chai! Mama Déró’s words are quick and sharp — cutting into my very bone
The talking drum of Àrèmo murmurs something about my manhood
My own friends and relatives are afraid to visit me in the neighbourhood
They are not even sure if I am the true son of my Father, the great warrior of Ìjèbú land.
My God! I wonder if my manhood is still intact.
Mama Dero
Mama Déró is a terror to all — to the Chiefs and even to the Elders.
She once tried to poison me but the Lord was my Shepherd
The old women shake their heads at me when they see me pass
I live under the tyranny of a woman called Bashòrun Gaa
Kai! I married trouble. Perhaps I was under a spell
Perhaps she was an angel of Lucipher from the pit of hell
Her fair skin that glowed in the dark hid her true colours
I actually thought she was a woman with learned cultures
Aso-òpá mewa, fifty gorodom of epo-pupa
Forty-two tubers of yam and two cows, she asked for her son’s birthday
Haba! Kílódé? Is it a sacrifice to appease the gods?!
Where does she want me to get the money from?!
In fact I wonder if Déró is truly my son or a bastard
O jìgbìjìgbìjìgbì! I cannot even send my own son on an errand.
“Don’t kill him for me,” she says, “Go and get it yourself.”
Egbàmí kè! Can’t I send my own son on an errand?
Oh! I should have known Mama Déró was not a saint
I should have known when she cursed the deaf man that lives down the street
I should have known when she agreed to marry me against her Father’s wish.
Little did I know her father was only trying to warn me that his daughter is a witch.
O wretched man that I am! Who shall save me from the tyranny of Mama Déró?
P.S. Symbolic characters: Mama Dero represents the Government, the wailer represents the people of Osun state, and Dero depicts the economy of the state.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
OLUTAYO JOY OWOJUYIGBE is a 500L medical student of the University College Hospital, Ibadan. She believes in immortality via writing and loves to write about mysteries. She is currently working on her first novel.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Nov 30, 2015 | NIGERIAN POEMS, POEMS
RITUALS
The rain comes,
clouds heavy here
but rainbow is missing.
Merger of shoddy elites
occupants of floors in
assemblies of nation’s houses
sited on national rock.
Postmen of economic issues
servicing to occurrence
scarcity of resources,
for whom we produce.
Source: Internet images
Abandon citizens
to tears of blood
rainfall of sorrow
enslave minds – sycophants,
exertions Earth gold futility
vanity upon vanity.
The rites proceeds in terms
Poverty,
Education,
Insecurity,
Projects of politics
won by thumbs signatures.
Sits in dark corner
by wall of defence
in exile of tormenting pasts
into petition of hopeful future.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tola Ijalusi is a native of Ado Ekiti, resides in Ibadan, Nigeria. He writes to address certain issues in the society.
His poems are published on various literary journals and magazines such as PIN Quarterly Journal, Tuck Magazine, The Poet Community, Lunar Literary Poetry Page, Literary Vox etc.
He was also featured in the 2015 31 Days of Poetry on EGC CREATIVITY.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Nov 19, 2015 | NIGERIAN POEMS, POEMS
THESE WORDS WILL PROTECT US
These words will protect us
when the children of doom
appear at our doorstep
with message from Iku
on moonless nights of peril.
These words will protect us
when journeying missiles
tell tales of hastened mortality
on serene battlefields.
These words will protect us
when neighbours turn minstrels
that sing with livid tongues and teary gongs,
of Boko ruffians; miserable mindless machines
in the hands of political puppeteers.
I say, these words will protect us
when promise of willing virgins
makes men deaf to the sound of logic
and turns jolly streets into
sites of macabre massacre fest.
These words will protect us,
be our shield and solace,
our anthem of prayers,
custodians of our sanity
against these louts of terror.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kanyinsola Olorunnisola is a poet, essayist and short story writer. He is currently studying Philosophy at the University of Ibadan. His works have been featured in national newspapers and an international publication. An unrepentant idealist, he believes in the power of words to change the world.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Nov 17, 2015 | SHORT STORIES
THE MURDER (A SERIAL STORY)
Episode 1
There was blood everywhere— thick frank blood! How can anyone have this much blood? She gasped and quickly wiped her fingerprints off the pistol with the green shawl he had bought her for Christmas.
Mark wasn’t breathing, he wasn’t moving either, he looked really dead. She bent over him and felt for his carotid pulse but he had no pulse. Are you kidding me? It was just one bullet shot, it couldn’t possibly have hit him that hard, could it? Okay, maybe it could. She had shot him right in the head and the bullet had gone through his glabella all the way to the occiput— a clean breakthrough. Fortunately, the bullet hadn’t split his skull open. What would he need an intact skull for anyway? He was as dead as John F. Kennedy.
Caramel grabbed her tote bag and hurried out of the apartment. She thought of calling 911 but it seemed like a bad idea. When she got downstairs, she waved down a taxi and hopped in. “Malta Washington Street!” The Hispanic driver peeped at her through the rear-view mirror as though it was apparent that she had just killed a man, and she panicked. “Now!” she yelled at the man and he drove off.
When she got home, she went straight into the bathroom and washed the blood stains off her face but the blood stain was stuck on her jean jacket and she couldn’t get it off. She pulled off the jacket and hid it in the leather box underneath her bed.
She sat at the kitchen counter and poured herself a drink. She couldn’t stop thinking about it. She had really wanted to kill Mark but not with a gun, perhaps with a slow poison. She wanted him to suffer like she did, she wanted him to pay for all the years he had stolen from her, she wanted revenge and she had it, but she couldn’t believe she had killed a man with a gun.
Maybe he wasn’t dead, maybe someone would find him in his apartment before it is too late. But Mark was dead and there was no doubt whatsoever about that, she only wished she hadn’t killed him.
She turned on the TV in the living room and flipped through the channels, there was no news about a recent murder of a man named Mark Stone. She picked up her mobile phone to call her lawyer and then she hit an epiphany. No one needs to find out about Mark’s murder, no one needs to know that she killed him.
She sprang from the couch and went to get her tote bag from the bedroom. The gun, where was it? She hadn’t seen it since she got back home. She searched her tote bag for it but it wasn’t there. She panicked again. The gun was missing.
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TO BE CONTINUED NEXT WEEK….
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
OLUTAYO JOY OWOJUYIGBE is a 500L medical student of the University College Hospital, Ibadan. She believes in immortality via writing and loves to write about mysteries. She is currently working on her first novel.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Nov 9, 2015 | INSPIRATIONALS, POEMS
BLESSED DR. MYLES AND PASTOR RUTH MUNROE
Blessed man and woman Dr. MM and Pastor RM
Blessed Children- Charisa and Myles Chairo Munroe
Blessing to the BFMI, MMI, Body of Christ, the world and to me
They were agents of change, Dr. MM use to say God lives in the Bahamas
He got married to his wife as a virgin at age 25 – both of them were
He was the sixth child out of eleven children
He started reading the Holy Bible: Matthew, Mark, Luke and John at age 13
He wrote his vision on paper at age 14
He was the most famous teenager of his Country because of the Bible he memorize at age 17
There are five questions you must ask yourself Dr. Myles Munroe use to say
Who am I? Where am I from? Why am I here? What am I capable of doing? Where am I going?
He use to say get your Bible and your Note book and let’s go to work
He had a unique style of teaching and preaching the word
Dr. Myles and Pastor Ruth Munroe
Blessed Dr. Myles Munroe was a man of many parts
He was a public speaker, pastor, educator, business consultant, Global Adviser and author
He wrote over 57 bestselling Books
Author of the Spirit of Leadership who was a great leader and mentor to many
I met him for the first time April 18, 2010 in COZA at ICC Abuja two days before his birthday
The second time on Saturday December 11, 2012 in COZA at Metro Plaza Abuja
The third time on Sunday December 12, 2012 in COZA at Thisday Dome Abuja
The 4th and 5th time is 9 & 10 June 2014 in HarvestHouse Christian Center Ibadan
He sang that prayer song I give myself away, so you (God) can use me
Indeed, God used him to affect lives positively and he left a great legacy
He said you and I should maximize our potentials and die empty
He use to say success is predictable because life is designed for your success
He use to say God is committed to your success than you are
That God will do what he said he will do for you for His name sake
Dr. Myles Munroe had a great sense of humour with a special laughter
This Global personality Dr. M. Munroe said some things about life and purpose
When the purpose of a thing is not know abuse is inevitable
The greatest tragedy in life is not death, but a life without a purpose
He said nothing is worst in life than being alive and not knowing why
He said life has no meaning without purpose
Dr. Myles and his wife Pastor Ruth Munroe lived a life of purpose
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kolawole Olaoluwa Longe is an intelligent, creative, outspoken, friendly, multi-talented. analytical, gifted, good looking, encouraging, poetic, purpose driven , result oriented Public Speaker who is graced by God to bring out the best in people. A cheerful person with an expressive personality created to make significant and lasting difference in the world.
A graduate of Educational Management/English from University of Ibadan, Oyo state, Nigeria. A Career Facilitator, Relationship Instructor, A Poet, Song Writer and Composer and A Master of Ceremonies.
He is from the State of Osun, born in Kano State and lives in Abuja. He is known for Creativity.
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