Mama’s Voice

From turkeys stolen by an elderly man, who probably thought eating tomorrow’s turkeys would make the festival of garri and groundnut in the days to come more palatable; to the inhumane burning to death of human beings due to the explosive tendencies of our nemesis and savior, PMS. On to the exploitative tendencies of terrorists…

HIs Heartbeat, Her Pulse.

Dear Abba, One too many compromises later, my life is unattractive. I’m constantly walking in defeat, and living below Your standards. How can you love me still? Dear Child, I love you unconditionally, My trip to Calvary covered it all. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes, then you would know that I…