Living is like a ride in a ‘molue’:  Kaleidoscopic. Oxymoronic.  Dangerous and exciting;  Laughter and tearing;  Loving and fighting;  Chasing dreams and fantasies,  A journey from somewhere To somewhere,  Sojourning with strangers and ...

Dear Nepa, I write this under lantern light, Not because I have twenty-twenty sight, Nor that I like to strain my eyes, But because as always You are exerting ...

Livid cotton Coat Spangled with Stars, Blanketing the somnolent Earth. Author - Lampe Omoyele