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Written By Peace Eneja. I can still remember those words you said to me, I still feel them piercing through like the sword used to end Klaus Michelson. That wicked sword, more painful than death itself.  It all began smooth and I was optimistic. I believed that life with you was going to be all sugary like icing sugar and nourishing like a smoothie. I wish I was never so hopeful, so optimistic, and so positive that things were going to work out perfectly. Guess I was dreaming too big; my mum used to tell me..."dream big, there's no limitation to what you can achieve", this time I dreamt way too big. Maybe I was stupid, actually I think I was...blinded by my heart and deceived by the "happily ever after" cliché, I should have used more of my brain, maybe both my brain and heart together.  I am angry with myself for letting me fall for you, for all the pieces of us I tried to put together so we can become better, for all the questions I sh

Written by Peace Eneja The Joy of your birth Has never left my breath Even while yet in the womb You healed so many wounds And now my child… You have just begun a life My duty, to guide you As you are just a kid Forgive me my child If I ever go wild leading you My aim is to see you soar Shielding you like a mother hen From the hawks of life. That devours the best part of you Not for you my child And even now I wonder What thing that you ponder Right in that little brain As the future whispers its plans to no one But I believe in the best for you my child Like a firework You shall rise, spread Beautifully lightening up the sky You are my life You are my child.  

Written by Ojini Adaobi  Why should it be me? Why all these accumulation? Why is this so mean? Why is there so much misconception? I can’t do this again It gives me so much pain And yet with no gain Oh pride, how can you be so high Even with the inward struggles so nigh You don’t want to do this And a closer look shows it's all mist Why am I struggling? With no ground for grumbling It's all pride Parading itself with so much stride.