Poetry

Youth Arise!

by Olamitayo Irantiola We craved for change, We wanted a youth, We got bold representations,…

Age

Contend not with age, It comes appropriately, Visible when hiding, Obvious when unhidden.   Deny…

Why?

Why do I love home? Seeing great potentials, When others seek same elsewhere, Hoping for…

We are Stories

Stories written without ink, Carved with clay from above, Stories written without pen, And each…