@edyrojaaas
@Omojuwa
In medieval times the people will have his head on pikes while talking about his arrogance and effrontery at pubs.
Nobody had time for second term politics then.
@FinPlanKaluAja1
Another reality we’re yet to deal with is that lots of people don’t understand numbers and value, they just see them as figures in statistics.
If they did they’d probably run mad with righteous indignation at the scale of looting and pillaging that politicians are up to.
Four years after & I miss you Nnenna so much, I was a coward & afraid to watch you die, I hate that you asked to see me on your deathbed and I didn’t come through. You didn’t deserve what life offered you, I’ll never stop missing the little time we shared. I love you 😔💔🖤
@SheikMouJabaa
In Nigeria, it seems both intentional and mandatory to not collate data or compile statistics; bc that would mean accountability for starts.
@MoveMePoetry
Why?
Why do we hurt yet linger where pain echoes & breathing a trigger?
Why do we love yet again even as echoes of yesterday’s pain still remain?
Why love? Why hate? Can any for eternity be sustained?
Why’s living so much fanfare & drama?
Why is “why” a question to ponder?
I’m so overjoyed, it’s silent screaming happiness. Things I wanted manifest are tumbling into my lap, so much elevation and progress. I can’t thank the universe enough, especially for making my ma happy. Thank you Mother ❤️
Trust the potential victims to complain about their time being wasted instead of their lives being saved. I like to tell myself in most situations
“better safe than sorry”
This soldier on a bike told my bus driver to corner the Sienna three vehicles away from him cos he suspects he's a kidnapper. After the Ikeja intersection, the soldier instructed big buses in front to block the road.
They caught the Sienna driver.
I’ve been mentally and emotionally unavailable for 10 days plus now; unable to keep a convo going for longer than a few minutes. Slept for 9 odd hours to find a bit of myself this weekend
I don’t remember what it feels like to be happy, I mean careless, reckless abandon happy, rapturous joy kinda shit. Life seems to always have been a monotonous cycle of here & theres, ups & downs and improbable maybes. Or maybe I’ve lost my best memories 🤷♂️
I hate how depression claims the best of us, dimming the brightest smiles and breaking the sturdiest of hearts.
I hate how it turns knees weak and leaves tongues tasting of dust.
I’m hurt and it’s all by thoughts and overthought words.
#vss365
#vsspoem
#WritingCommunity
I can confidently confirm that I and a friend who’ll see this tweet went to a market with witnesses and he did the said “look through your legs thingy” and nothing happened.
Nothing was seen or heard. We were thoroughly disappointed to say the least.
Go to iyana ipaja market by 2:00pm
Drop something on the floor and bend straight low to pick it.. then look through your legs (like.. looking upside down)
Whatever you see, please don’t make a sound and act normal, then leave the atmosphere as quick as possible 🍀
Lmao, says a lot about your taste in music; separating the artist from their art Chris Brown has been consistent af. His personality might shite but his art? Class.
From kidnap, to shekau’s video, to rescue everything is pr, photo op and faked. Fake news, everything is a fraud. I’m so disgusted with the intelligence of Nigeria’s leaders tbh
🚨 BREAKING: Nottingham Forest has submitted a formal request to the PGMOL to release into the public domain audio recordings between officials during yesterday’s match against Everton at Goodison Park.
@sorochifresh
Me I don’t care about back story, if I don’t drag the person out by their hair it’ll be bc they don’t have hair and I had to use rope to drag them out by their neck.
They were even trying to placate her.
Rubbish.
#vss365
I wonder when, how or whys first, because as an overthinker I’m always worried about what comes next,
I hate that I’m not the best yet I fail to do the drudgery required to get there.
Alas this is
#proof
I’m incapable of creating the art i crave, the art I appreciate. 😔
Sometimes I’m so lazy I want to whip myself with a cord like wtf is wrong with you you fucking bastard. But then I sip a class of wine and come rant on twitter, without finishing my work. I’m a mess