Theme: Kunta is a Black name Desmond Adeoye-Adetoba Kunta is the name of the black young soul Whisked across the Atlantic in cargo ships of crammed spaces Chains gagging  and DNA looping to keep in root-check Even when the lashing whip viciously christens Toby. Leonell Echa As a black name, Kunta feels darker with a […]

Theme: Roses are Red. Sam Ojiyi Blue skies fell and the heavens pissed in the wind While thirsty souls with wide open mouths drank from the rain Heartless drainage where vengeful oceans of emotion flood Cliches tire, yes Roses are red; but so also is blood Leonell Echa Was it poets who purchased that phrase? […]

Theme:  1984 Desmond Adeoye-Adetoba The Big Brother became clothed with the eye Tongues twisted into newspeak and doubled Thoughts now the crime monitored in Room 101 All to a deviant beginning in 1984 Prudence Obadan-Enujiofor One thousand nine hundred and eighty four heads; the sword counted in victory. I failed! I failed! It roared and […]

Theme: If Green Was A Number Hypermind If green was a number it will be zero,before one and all will still be perfect. It will still be the beginning of creation, no end, and still feel the uncensored air blowing our silky veils away. We wouldn’t fear drifting apart from earth. But if only green […]

Theme:  Maya Angelou Umar Jimeta Up along the Andes through the Nazca line exists a tribe They worried not for pen or paper-they just didn’t think the pen was mightier than the sword So they cut down the weeds, slaughtered their enemies and planted to feed They called themselves the Maya, she wrote herself a […]

For verily it is said; a fool must be answered like a fool less he thinks he is wise; Solomon the king. These vagabonds, would they stop to think someday, that they could be good, like Benjamin Franklin; who sort to create Silas Doo Good, or would they say like Lincoln and navigate toward the […]

That maybe a cup could take up the responsibility of a spoon Would happen real soon Sooner than silence would Make you sit in your cocoon and make you croon. But again I thought again-that Maybe a spoon could take up the responsibility of a cup But then it would stop being a spoon in […]