: About Me

My passion is ...

to defend the weak in society

My childhood ambition ...

to be a lawyer

My favorite memory ...

the view of Mount Kilimanjaro from Arusha, Tanzania

My first job ...

lecturing philosophy

My best moment ...

with Ify and the kids

My inspiration ...

God

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood memories

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I had eaten only three Christmases, When Nigeria split open like a volcano. I knew not what it really was, But the air was pregnant with unexplained fears. Tales of war from weary lips, Airplanes overhead on mysterious errands, Little babes strapped on mothers' backs, Too young to know, too young to learn Why life's bridges hang on feeble strands. Every now and then the heavens roar, Young and old scamper under green leaves, Crawling on bellies faster than boars, I scarcely could know what was amiss... The sights and sounds of Biafra, still scorn All memories of mine unto this day, The sig...

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