By Chudi Okoye
"Who is a 'youth' in Nigeria?"
Who, you ask, is a 'youth' in Nigeria?
Hush, impetuous questioner!
This will cause mass hysteria!
Though you are a native sojourner
And not a supercilious foreigner
You must not dare to interrogate
The wisdom of our local...
By Chudi Okoye
My dearly beloved children
Yes, you my prim and preachy children
You mortals which art on Earth
Mellowed be thy mouth!
You peddle your religion so wantonly
Rattling off your homilies so openly
You try to impress with your virtuous vocabulary
Chastising doubters like...
By Chudi OkoyeOh look! Look right here and markWhat they've done to our Dike ParkLook at this pile, unsightly and starkIn all its 'glory' a decrepit shamblesA sordid result of decrepit gamblesAnd emblem of our mutilated dream.Let us spy...
By Chudi Okoye
Dear St James, my St James
Cathedral of my contentment
Beloved monument of my upliftment
Accept tonight my fervent felicitations
My love for you a furnace of fiery flames!
You are, St James, a house of miracles
Our own hallowed hibernacle
Harboring in your...