WHITE, BLACK OLD WAYS.

Yesterday's seduction calls,
Arousing my thirst,
 Lingering hunger for power,
 Erotically having fun with my deep.
Zapping energy from my previous life.
Should I accept this evil or forge with the light I know?
Should I hate what I am? Or become my past? continue

Destinies of men; A short story by Onotu David Onimisi

Destinies of men      For Abubakar Adams Ibrahim

                                                                                          CAIN prize nominee 2013

The end of the world for me meant writing my final examinations, and finishing secondary school. Two years after my senior school certificate exam I majored in the arts. Arts for me represented a world without restrictions. A world in which I was free to explore and recreate myself as a warrior or king like those in the Greek and roman histories I had read.

Ever since my childhood, books had been my passion. I grew up in a household where everyone was constantly turning the page of one book or another. There were nights when amongst other children, I would sit beneath the brilliance of the full moon and listen to grownups tell stories, my hooded eyed uncle best of all, the stories which he told enchanted me, transported me to newer worlds with strange happenings and fascinating characters.

Decipher files for ; ORIGIN a poem

ORIGIN 

  
Where it all started

Sin from its origin

Original sin

We saw it happened before it began

But we sang songs of endless love

Collecting Reminiscence, Renaissance

Good and bad memories

Waiting for sun to sleep so we can bring back the spirit of those who have lost

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