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Written By Peace Eneja While checking my social media status, I stumbled onto a friend’s birthday post that read, “…whoever thinks that getting older is not terrifying should think again, but I guess the most important thing is to live this one time life now that you are still breathing before it vanishes, happy birthday to me”. A couple of days later, I had a chat with a group of friends regarding this and after what I discovered, I thought it will be nice to actually talk about it here on my blog. Is getting older scary? My colleague Al’han often says, “You don’t have forever to be a dump ass” and I totally agree with him. Humans have always been cautious of time, largely because we are mortals, we cannot live forever. Death being an unpredictable, unavoidable and purely-certain-to-happen phenomenon, it is very normal that we try to achieve all that we can within the short time we are alive. Thing is, we are generally afraid of not measuring up, of not...

Written By Peace Eneja We have seen it all We have had enough! Of these whispers of sweet nothings Tearing our homes apart Dividing our planet into uneven parts Like the fight against inequality We have had enough! Of those salient solo blows Swelling up our cheeks left and right Leaving wrinkles on our young ones faces Like a silent bomb Dropping traces of hatred and disunity Like a confused engineer Building up a haze of various emotions Some condensed patches of anger, of revenge, of terror waiting to explode! Conniving with the storm to form an acid rain Boom here, boom there This madness has to end!

Written by Peace Eneja A whirlwind of thoughts An array of distorted feelings Of merry and melancholy, Of winning and losing A mind wrapped up in jumble Dropping hints of anomalous chimera Imaginations running wild There it goes, here it comes Not settling for one or two Further it moves, deeper it dives Like a falcon swoops upon its prey Yet unable to get a strong grip on something, anything Searching for some sort of learnedness Beyond its cognisance Lost in the arms of a foreigner Kissing all bits and bobs.

For the ones who have been strong Daring to survive the heat of life For the ones who keep pushing Despite the bumps on the road For the ones who sweat non-stop                To make a living out of life For the ones whose heart bleed From the pines of sorrow and love For the ones clinging to the future Even with a mirage of hope                 For the ones hanging in there Undeterred by the urge to quit                                                         For the unhealed wounds For the taken breath ...

Written by Lillian Ugwu  I f   o n l y   s h e   h a d   k n o w n W h a t   t o d a y   w o u l d   h o l d L i k e   a   d u s t   i t   a l l   w i p e d H a r d l y  c a n   s h e   r e c o l l e c t   a n y m o r e C o u l d   i t   b e   t h a t   s h e   i s   e m p t y ? H e r   w o r l d   n o w   i n   i s o l a t i o n C o n f u s i o n ,   h e r s   t o   f e e d   o n E n d l e s s   a c h i n g   u n c o n s o l e d C a u s i n g   h e r   t o   u n r a v e l ,   f a l l i n g   t o   h e r   k n e e s P a n t i n g   h e a v i l y I n t i m i d a t e d   b y   f e a r C r o s s r o a d s   u n r e a c h a b l e P o s s i b i l i t i e s   l i k e     b l u r   r e f l e c t i o n s T h o u g h   s h e   c h ...

Written by Chiamaka Peace Eneja I heard the birds chattering Telling the untold tale Even the walls’ ears could not comprehend The harmony they formed Passing through the heart That had bellied so much agony To heal and to restore I saw the stars matching in thousands Tinseling with glitters Gracefully radiating the sky The moon emerging in its fullness Coruscating, giving the night some ‘vibes’ Enough to hold on till dawn I saw the trees in the forest Standing still like death Then the wind came To hand them a little ‘shake’ Bending all branches to traverse And there, they found life again Then I saw HOPE Gibbering with the birds Glistering with the stars Swirling fiercely with the wind Positive like the optimist Because there’s still more to embrace There’s still a future gleaming There’s still a life worth living There’s still Hope.

Let’s Pray, Shall we? Written By Peace Eneja For a better world I pray A place Where I can be anything I want Where doomed critics exist no longer With jagged mouth like the beak of a parrot Whose aim is to tear you apart, with such tormenting rant Where I never have to lose a loved one Where I never have to compare and contrast Where truth is entirely true Where Lies and love never meet Where heartbreaks give way to let bliss be A society Where “bloody hells” happen less Where politics are never played Like the game of chess, Selfishly moving the pawns, the nights, the bishops Only to sing the elites’ benediction Where crisis are vanished, Away from the solemn peace cascading the land A home Where Mothers nurture their babies with care and not cries Where Fathers are Fathers for heaven’s sake! Where children become the future we hoped for Where family ties are strengthened by the moment Where stro...