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Meet the Flintstones

I caked my flaw with flour yet it wont slump to the floor Nor get hidden between thick thorns Can a stroke of plastic straw make it disappear in a tree's trunk? I am made a sojourner An explorer who needs answers Shame wrapped around my waist The boisterous market folks jeer What do I care? We have all come to sell Till selling grows wings Everyone transforms to a bird They all flee from my bed Every bird should nap on a bed except its dead I look in the mirror But I am a bat Despised by birds and even the minute rat They approach Earth-convulsing footsteps Voices like thunderous claps The cloud's smile retrench in a frown The sun hides behind the cloud's gown Doom's day Who can save the day? The wind scampering like a she-goat on heat The atmosphere refuses to breathe it in Fire blazing torches My eyes squint; A gulp of saliva is my last drink Alas! I see The birds are bats afterall My tongue looses like an untied wrap Cast your stone if ...

My first killing spree

I stared at him with intense anger. So this is it. How could he decide to invite himself into our home and begin to turn my once perfect life into a once upon a time fairy tale. He squinted his tiny eyes probably to reduce the amount of light rays entering his eyes and smacked his lips. I had been watching him for a while, his palms were always folded. What did he have in his palms that he did not want anyone to see? He will not hide it forever, I had been planning a hostage take over to see what he has been hiding in his palms by force. I am Nnanna and most likely not my parent's favourite. "No you don't get to drink tea three times a day any more. Okwy needs more milk", she would oppose each time I whined about wanting to drink tea. No more cartoon network because Okwy is sleeping and shouldn't be woken up. I get to stay thirty minutes longer in school before I get picked simply because Okwy needs attention. It is ok to throw tantrum, it is just a way to exe...

Boomerang 3

I lowered my head and we locked lips. I tried to pull away but she pulled me in the more. I smiled and disengaged myself from her hold. She looked displeased, "Why did you stop?" "Ma'am! I don't think this is right", I told her with confidence. "Why? I have waited and longed for this moment. Or are you the 21st century Joseph who is scared of ......" "Potiphar,I presume", Chief chipped in as he stepped in unannounced and applauded the witnessed performance. "Kate Winslet or Jennifer Aniston? I see you make a fine love scene actress", he continued. "Chief, I.........", I was cut short by a way of his hand. His eyes burned with fury, he looked at her with utter disdain. "A dog will always remain a dog", he sneered and spat on her face then walked out on us. Confusion was the only thing I could put my hands on. Madam walked away too and I was left to anticipate what would happen next. The sile...

Helping hands or holding hands?

It was just last week. I set up a quiz for the pupils I teach. Teaching had never been something I looked forward to but it found me. I can tell you that despite I find myself standing in front of a board each morning, I feel more like I am learning. So, the doubts of if I relished teaching fizzled away. The experience has been fresh and worthy. I had two groups namely A and B consisting of three pupils each for the quiz. The pupils in group A were more of the intelligent stock and group B, I called them the average stock. Once we kicked off, group A had earned eight points leaving group B at two points. "We will finish you, people today", Vincent snarled. He is one of the smartest kids you 'd ever meet, a fast rising Chike Obi breed and the sole provider of the answers coming from his camp. I was tempted to caution him not to talk that way to them but I restrained myself and kept watching the unfolding drama. Group B seemed to have lost hope, they all had a shado...

Boomerang 2

Another thing I feel that travels at a fast pace apart from light is sight. I caught a quick glimpse of him from afar, he walked through the crowd lazily in a flowing gown, a mean-looking man, he made a suspicious movement then pulled out a .44 magnum revolver. The speakers were blaring with Chief Obiogbolu's speech. In a swift stunt, he aimed it at Chief and fired. I dived for my boss and rolled him over on his stomach. I felt his body quake, fear had breathed over him. We laid faced down for a while till the shootings stopped as the law enforcement agents fired shots back at the armed man. When you are the rabbit that a tiger desires for lunch, the best option for you is to disappear into your burrow. We took the next flight to Lagos. It was obvious that the northerners didn't accept the True Nigerian Party (TNP). The wonder about being an influential person's guard is that apart from material rewards, you also get to move around a lot. We had just returned from a ...

A letter from John

My bucket hat donned my head. It served the scorching sun right, my scalp was not one to be burnt for no offense. I relaxed my tired body against the board of the trawler. James yelled at me, "Don't just sit there and watch I and father. We will still catch some fishes, you can't just lose hope",he seemed to say. I peered at him through the corner of my eyes and closed them again. I felt cold water being sprinkled on me and I jerked up. It was father, I had no choice but stand up and join James.. I was not a man who wanted too many things. All I wanted was to catch some fishes yet the little things kept hiding and refusing to walk into the loving embrace of my fishing net. I may not desire many things but I sure desired to be loved not the kind of erotic love some of those Samaritan women would profess to men who lust after whore mongering. I sought for a love that was pure and chaste. A type that I couldn't even explain. I sought to be loved deeply by G...

Boomerang 1

  I was on the fifteenth push-up and thinking of quitting, I shook off the thought and continued till I got to the twentieth and stopped. Sweat trickled down my face, armpits and biceps like water escaping from a cracked rock as my sweat glistened my skin with it's moisture. I walked straight into the wash room. I turned the faucet,splashed water on my face and stared at the mirror. I might look fierce due to my broad chest, hairless head and wolverine beards but I certainly had eyes that melted the heart. I headed to the kitchen, made myself a cup of coffee and as I lifted the mug to my lips, I felt my phone vibrate. Strange number! Who could this be? I picked. "Hello, am I speaking with Thomas Badmus?", the person at the other end inquired . "Who am I speaking with?", I asked. "This is Golgotha security holdings, your resumee has been picked by one of our clients, please can you come in for briefing?" "Uhmmmm,sure! I will be there in...