I THINK I THOUGHT

Was walking through High Rise, UNILAG on saturday, enjoying cool breeze before i walked into the thick web of a brainwave. I think we began - we:I and I - about the conditions that condition you to be you. The conditions that make a man think the way he is at present. What makes men think differently from men. One appears to be the attraction of two repulsive forces - Forces of good and foeces of bad. They battle frantically for his soul, spirit, mind with equal interest. But interestingly you are still master to them both, you are like a referee between two wrestlers with rippling muscles - a referee with the power to decide who wins, until you decide to give any of them the reins of your life. It thus solely depends on you who should win.. . ..... . .

TRUE COLORS

think of a Naija policeman
think of a the color of the Naira
think of the color of a Naija number plate

Black helmet, black uniform.

Green and free.
Blue? You release a green.

Red? Don’t leave go of a red,
Not even a green,

Nobody’s talking pink here,
Make life better. Otherwise,

It could be a black day
Better still a red day.

You’d simply be mailed
Beyond the deep blue sky.

Red eyes, brown/black teeth,
Would libel you

A bloody red thief.
God help you to skip past the

Red zone.