Dear Christians, drop the argument

Dear Christians, there are many things you shouldn’t argue about and a big part of them is matters of faith. I don’t think I can ever participate in such arguments because I’m not sure I’ll win. In fact, I would more easily convince the best skeptic that education is the key to success, though we…

Letter to my unborn daughter

Once on Linda Ikeji’s Blog and I thought again to share it here. What’s your two kobo? Dear Unborn Daughter, Never delude yourself that all men are the same. There are a lot of bad men everywhere same way there are a lot of bad women everywhere. Knowing that you are a good woman who…

When you fail, do nothing

Life has cut you so deeply it’s only keeping you alive so you could feel it hurt deeper than it cuts. You knew there will be battle-scars and you came prepared but your First Aid kit does nothing for this ER situation. You had your big dreams but you acknowledged that life happens. You knew…

How Best To Get High

First off, I’m really sorry it’s been a while I dropped something here. I could be a very playful person and all the while, I was letting my head play around how to match producing content and distributing content. Now my head is done playing, my heart is playing with the resolution to just do…

Urgent Letter To the Police

Dear Oga Police, Kindly add the following bad Nigerians to the long list of people you have to arrest: 1. Those with body odour found in public places: these fellows have a strategic way of depleting the lifespan of those they stand or sit close to. Some of them have such active criminal minds that…

Letter To My Unborn Child

Dear Unborn Child, If you are reading this, it means you now buy your own “Christmas clothes”. You are at a point in your life where “end of the year” means more to you as the silent sober reflections at star time than the sun-sprinkled shenanigans. My dear, man’s greatest tragedy is growing old. While…

Letter For The Teary Eyed

This is an old piece I did in 2015 that got on Linda Ikeji’s Blog. It is my wish for you. If 2015 didn’t work out as planned, I pray this 2016 will be better. Dear Hurting Heart, I write to your heart – bruised, scarred or broken – knowing that it is its heavy…