For sometime now, I have witnessed the trees of our educational device losing its balance in the name of rational basis of how it needs to be. African schooling system in the twenty first century is nothing

. Before the night feast on the morning sun And vomit its intestine to smile at noon I save the glorious mind Which escalates through the slippery part . Before the thousands fowl scatter around Tilling

I was born from the melted iron Which it taste cannot be known As fearless as the beast And mighty as the wind. I was born from the light Which sight cannot been seen As calm as the sea And fragile like

THE AWAKENING It rained heavily the night Mama died. On her death bed, before she gave up the ghost, she said to me, "Oluchi, there is something you must know tonight, it is true that there are many