My Dirty Boxers

  Here's the perfect description of the present-day situation... Still, I rise. (Photo credit: Maya Angelou) Last night was one hell of a difficult one. You get to a point where you begin to doubt yourself; you feel you’re a great cook but the occasion is huge and you need support. It’s the Princess’s wedding and no margin for error, who accounts for the excess locust bean? You don’t make the decisions on the ingredients, maybe you have a big budget and it’s even a problem but you prayed for the gig and would rather focus on getting it over the line so you can stop leaving home at 4am while dodging your landlord… Mistakes are part of the things that make us human, and excuses are part of the things that make us failures; I’m afraid of the mirror, to be honest, and that’s because I don’t want to see the same thing over again. When they say life is fickle, remember the ones trying hard to stay in it. The famous old “swim or sink” parable comes to play here but who has been hand...

  The eagle wants to fly but her wings are clipped by the gardeners that she trusted for peas and nuts, God bless Nigeria. (Photo credit: Amaka) On this occasion of Nigeria's Independence Day celebrations, I penned this piece as it reflects the state of the nation. It all looks bleak with the lots at the helm but I am hopeful that someday, the bird will break free from the shackles of the clips and fly again... I'm sure you've heard a lot about the land that is flowing with milk and honey but can you relate? They say we're endowed but does it reflect in the lives of the average Joes on the street? Where then does the hope of the common man lie if he can't access the much advertised milk and honey? You’ve heard it before, milk and honey Whatever that means, to me it’s funny The love is fake, unlike hunny bunny It’s raining tears, who will make it sunny? The land is ailing, the birds are wailing Nothing is working; best brains are bailing The Visa man is b...