Mis(S) English

She was a perfect beauty,
Or so I thiught when we
bumped into each other
At the campus inn
after I'd finished eating,
She cat walked in,
And with my captivating cassanova smile,
I destined my power of seduction to entrall and win her over.

She was a fellow student from another Department
Fouth year like myself
Her beauty, a Bijou, like nothing else.

And when she spoke
To introducee herself
All hell broke loose!!!

''I are Jasmine'' she said.
My eardrums reverberated
Discomfortably recoiling
As though heart attacked
At her discordant murder of the English language.
But, out of niceness
of my broken heart, I decided
To heal her broken English:
''I AM JASMINE'', I corrected.

You AM Jasmine too?
She blundered further.
But she didn't stop there:
She was on fire.
''I are a final year schooldent of English...''

I could listen no further
Her grammer was a flying dagger
That struck me vehemently
Through the head and dropped me dead
Nightmaringly
For within her angelic beauty
Lies a Ninja weapon, so mouthfully beastly


© Dio Dread

Welcome to Linda Ikeji's Blog: Brand new video: Sossi - My Boo

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Go eagles!

In anticipation of the world cup, this is wishing the super eagles the best. Hoping that you come tops!

MAGICAL

As I climb my way towards life's pinnacle
every move I make is a miracle.


As I open my mouth to declare life's principle,
every word I utter, an oracle.

As I strum the harp of life's music call,
every chord i strike, symphonical.

As I pick my quill to write life's chronicle,
every line i scribble poetical.

As I energize my being from physical to transcendental,
every molecule of my system, planetical.


Dio Dread June 2014

BLOG WITH FURY: DORA NKEM AKUNYILI IS DEAD !

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I KNOW

I know you yet I don't know you 
but I know I know for sure I know it 
which makes no sense unless that no sense is already too much sense when you lose it. 
we are who we are doing what we have to do. 
but he becomes whatever he is whenever he wants to 
we are awestruck as light slices into darkness like a knife in cheese. todays delicacy is tomorrow's putrid teeming with maggots 
still there remains a gift as enduring and sure as our knowing what we know knowing we know not 
but only a body that glides to the rhythm of the wind walking the dark perch path pointing towards redemption 
then you find you are a stranger in your own head 
contemplating voices that exert manipulative words to weaken a resolve and kill the spirit 
but you insist on walking on the path that calls 
knowing the goal is attainable 
drawn in by the allure of the prize just ahead 
so the sun drives the clouds like a valiant Mohican 
and the journey returns through the maze and web
then he cut's to the chase before dusk approaches 
when you need stars to direct the wayward, unruly and weary 
he goes again to immense his mind in the illumination 
stark yet blighted by the rotten apple producing bitter wormwood
moving away from the glimpse my heart is embraced and prostrates
the finale is celebrated as the home coming of an exile king


 BY NANPON DAKAT

TERRORISM IN MY FAMILY

    No news yet about the 234 abducted girls. Everybody is living a normal life. Those at the presidential villa are still squandering the naira, budgetting millions for food et al. How can a parent be quiet about their abducted children? Everybody going about their normal biz as if nothing has happened... 
In the end, we blame Nigeria. Have we ever tried to ponder on who Nigeria is? Nigeria is you and I. Its our siblings, nieces, nephews, children that have been abducted. 
Then again, you and I (Nigerians) are too weak or too selfish to fight for the rights of our very own. We are too busy focused on Our selfish desires. 
I weep bitterly for my people. How insensitive we all are. 
But then again, if we all halt our activities and search/war for the missing girls, isn't this exactly what their abductors want'? What then is the way forward? How do we curb this cancer eating deep into our spine? How do we conquer terrorism unleashed on our family?