Discover Africa's most powerful written voices.

Home to me is the 5seconds I'm within my mother's arms Home is the 5seconds my little cousin giggles and give me jiggles Home is the 5seconds my sisters argue

You know they say that the holy spirit comes either by worshiping, Or just by looking at the minister But in my experience it's the music With Just the sound

For other people it takes a lot to bring their walls down.. Even in constant attacks and battles.. during defeat they rebuild and after defeat they mourn, strategize and reform.

When you look at me you look a little longer.. it makes me want to linger When you shake my hand you hold on a little longer.. like you're memorising

Labels imbibing Witches conniving And a blind applaud furnished One Nation A Thousand tribe A Penny's bribe And a Dearly held culture One Nation Differences alike Peddling a baned bike

I'm injuried,it hurts, destruct in and out There's only so much I can take The deed is done many again and my hands are filthy. You know I smile like

Do you recall that skinny boy wearing his tatard shorts with his projected ribs playing with an empty can drink as football with his friends? I don't think daddy in

My favourite place to get lost was in her eyes. Those sparkling eyes always made me forget the world around me. Sometimes they were blue, a calming sea of crystal

For a large part of my life, literature has been my companion. I have always had a strong affinity for the otherworldly; a divergent from the mundane reality I have