All I know about joy is that it comes in the morning I’ve felt overwhelmed with happiness as soon as night surrendered to day All I can say about joy is that it comes after mourning I’ve always experienced it this way I choose joy…

Every monsoon you flood over And the traffic is bad around the year Public transport as half baked as ever But I will still remember you forever You are my birthplace after all You gave me the people I care about And places I could…

Lagos, like the mythical elephant ugly and attractive a moment it is flooded the next it is a silk smooth dazzling fragile strong and enterprising accommodating and regale If a capital city is needed you check the boxes exotic tastes eyes for beauty energy and…

Paul Bunyan and Johnny Appleseed had agreed to mediation their relationship as iconic legends frayed, upsetting their fans “I plant trees and you chop them down!” “I do nothing of the sort, Johnny! I harvest timber! Apple wood is no good!” thundered Paul, while Johnny…

Moments of trials no one expected As the buzzing city finally slept Turning days gloomy and unreal Nights into a dark tomb inadept   Fearing the air what it could hold Unaware of the days and time passing by Hope, it is stuck in the past Bearing each moment…

a city of mushrooms filled to the brim with grazing giraffes and death-dropping drag queens I want to live in a fantasy I want to be surrounded by a fairy tale coupled with what our own world ought to be loving and caring and inclusive…

Hooves thud across lush green meadows Manes and tails flow with each stride Inhale fresh wet clean earth On muscled flanks, raindrops glide Crunch sweet juicy apples While playful foals dart and hide Watching, a mare nickers to call them back Dark beautiful eyes shine…

You showed up at my door with a smile and a quick kiss I sipped joy all morning, as I tasted your name.

I enjoy the solitude Leaving me for a small talk Creating a solemn mix It sinks in slowly As I dance in its arms Circling round and round I like it’s company My soul sings and soars My mind still on those joyous moments Clinging…

This Wealth Means Death To some this orange hue is welcome A lovely bloom in spring A confident orange blossom That wealth and happiness does bring But to me this bloom means death The stamen causes allergies As fierce as tiger’s claws The petals poison…