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The healer is a scriptural historical fiction novel showing two families in a seemingly hopeless situation.
What happens when the only one who could help seemed to procrastinate the healing of one for another?
‘A Rose For My Country’ is a collection of 18 beautiful poems on recent and contemporary massacres, bombings and rioting in Nigeria from 1967 till date.
The collection is a wakeup call to affected and non-affected Nigerians as they may just wake up one morning and find their skin ripped off from their body.
It’s also an eye opener on how far the rate of massacres and bombings has immensely increased in Nigeria from late 1960s till date with concrete records of places, time and dates where these happened with deep metaphors describing the scenes, and how victims were victimized.
A rose for my country is a collection of poems every Nigerian should lay hands on, so as not to be left in the dark, waiting for light, sometimes we need to fit in God’s shoes to create them.
A young boy from a family of four is faced with a difficult family dilemma just as every other member of his family is. His father had decided to add to
the family in a way that posed a threat to other members of the family; and while his mum seemed helpless, the boy alongside his brother was
determined to distort his father’s intended move. The young boy had a scary dream that morning and that only compounded his worry. He suddenly realized that the situation at hand was more complex than he could have imagined it to be.
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Kenny and Kate used to be the best pals at work. They were employed together at GTBank, and they both worked hard to become successful. While Kenny planned on becoming an entrepreneur, Kate saved as much as she can, every month, towards a single project: to travel...
One pirate walked towards me. He stopped a little distance from where I stood. Figuring he was their leader, I sized him up quickly. He had a sword at his side, a dagger in his hand. His clothes looked like a mad man's, the black hat on his head covered the top of the...
It had been a dream. Thank God. I looked around me, it was still dark and the uncompleted building where I slept creaked noisily as the rain beat on it from every side. I was used to the darkness. Hell, I even loved it. But something was not right tonight. I tried not...
The Uyo breeze sashays into my nostrils, minty, and earthy. Beyonce Knowles Rise up blares from my black ear piece. Her soprano is like piano keys. Soft, crying, and moaning. I am typing my keyboard like a master pianist. Typing the keys with the music tunes. Softly....
there are memories that brings us home. I hold you in my heart like veins holding blood. along the sands of Agadez it is the thought of you That runs through my heart keeps it alive and fuels every beat. the wind of Agadez brings your wet scent to me. a smile etches...
It's been part of the cfwriterz goals to bring learning and networking opportunities to writers in the cfwriterz group. We recently got connected to Monica Kunzekweguta; the CEO of Authors without boundaries. She has inspired a lot of people with her work and what...
They say it is raining, but my mother would say the sky is crying. Once, when I was very little, my mother told me about the origin of rains. She said in the beginning Chukwu created the rivers, the seas, the earth, and the trees. And when He saw that the earth needed...
Walking without company is always the most boring thing ever. Climbing with company is the most riskiest venture ever, because every man is his own support. You don’t have to put your lifeline on someone’s. I am flighty and dreamy. I see one thing and it fascinates...
I woke up in the early hours of the day one morning in December wondering who had become my benefactor overnight. Just last night, I struggled to find some sleep after countless baths and an inevitable stripping, I finally made it to the roof tops when all else...
-Happy Place- The first and the last one A welcome flash of thought Wherever I may go I'll make it back to you On days I don't return I'll always find your kind Or at least dream of you Caressing my spent cells Your lifeless static form As loyal as can be Is all I...
