One of my all-time favourite poems is Niyi Osundare’s ‘Not my Business.’ I know poetry can appear dry and extremely abstract but I think this piece by Osundare is an exception. Have a read: They picked Akanni up one morningBeat him soft like clayAnd stuffed him down the bellyOf a waiting jeep.What business of mine … Continue reading Put your yam down and ask questions.
'2020.' This was supposed to be the year of clear vision. Turns out that our vision is as cloudy and foggy as ever. Turns out that thick menacing and destructive clouds of hate still hover ominously over society. I couldn't bring myself to watch the video of George Floyd's tragic death. From the still photos … Continue reading How do we unravel the deadly tapestry of hate?