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Poetry -
Love & Affection
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Written by Yejide Kilanko
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Friday, 11 March 2011 21:11 |
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Women of Africa, please listen up with pride.
Who ever said that beauty has a standard,
has never seen an African Violet in full bloom.
Our palms may not be soft and smooth
as whipped butter but they testify to our
daily labour of love for our own and others.
Our hair may not be long, silky or wavy
but these kinky curls frame faces that were
surely constructed with extra loving care.
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Life Matters -
Infrastructure Development
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Written by Omo Baale
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Friday, 11 March 2011 21:08 |
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Our interview profiles Vivian Okwuagwu, an architect and project manager with innovative perspectives on urban redevelopment and infrastructure service provision in emerging market cities. She earned her B.Arch at the University of Lagos and MA in Urban Management at Erasmus University Rotterdam, where she was a Netherlands Fellowship Scholar at the Institute for Housing and Urban Development Studies.
In addition, she has conducted policy analysis and research with Practical Action (ITDG East Africa) on public access to local development planning processes, and context-specific cultural, economic and political factors influencing public engagement with local infrastructure budgeting decisions, land allocation and physical-planning regulatory amendments.
Ms. Okwuagwu is LEED Accredited, an associate member of the American Institute of Architects, a licensed member of the Nigerian Institute of Architects, and has extensive experience in interdisciplinary design coordination and construction project controls in complex matrix environments.
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Prose -
Perspectives
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Written by Omo Baale
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Sunday, 30 January 2011 07:42 |
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The Bible describes the Fall of Man as when God kicked Adam and Eve out of the Garden of Eden for disobedience by eating the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. Ever since, man and woman have been on a spiritual quest to get back to Eden.
Eden, that state of being completely naked and free, the spiritual high we had in the beginning. This is the ultimate goal for all our actions and the reason why we live.
The motivation for any act is love and real love can be defined as when we are willing to extend one's self for one's or another's emotional, mental and spiritual growth. Real love is not the same as the feeling of falling in love. Real love is an act of will; falling in love is a feeling. Real love lasts; falling in love does not. Real love comes from our inner spirit, or God, or our Spiritual Higher Power. The feeling of falling in love comes from our baser sexual instincts or dependent needs. But the feeling of love can grow into real love.
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Prose -
Short Stories
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Written by Binyerem Ukonu
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Thursday, 27 January 2011 18:02 |
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Master’s fiancé is one of those girls that do not know what they have until they lose them. She barked like a dog at every little thing that Master did. Even when Master had to stay out late in the night, because he sat at the bar with his friends to drink beer, she grabbed his mobile phone off his hand, and smashed it against the glass table at the center of the living room. She never said sorry for what she did. The next morning, after she had smashed Master’s phone, she insisted that Master needed to apologize to her for staying out with his friends. She threatened to throw pebbles at the plasma TV screen that hung on the wall, if Master uttered no word before she counted five from one. She was at number 6 when Master said he was sorry. He even called her Baby, held her right arm; the one that held the pebbles, and drew her close to his chest. Master kissed her on the forehead, and told her that he loved her. She hugged Master around his loins, and never said a word. She never said she was sorry too, at least, for hitting Master’s phone on the center table. She never apologized for shattering the center table, and leaving the glass pieces all over the floor for me to gather them later. She only held Master by the hand, and led him into the bedroom.
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Poetry -
Hope & Change
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Written by Kemisola Badejo
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Monday, 17 January 2011 13:09 |
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Go into the world and give them a good impression
Clean away the marks of rejection
Stop giving yourselves a bad image over vanity possession
Be renewed and show the world the determination
Represent a new Africa with a new generation
After all we have got outstanding values and tradition
We are the blessed offsprings filled with unbroken ambition
Full of unfailing inspiration
Now we use words and not wars for communication
After all we have dreams that can't face interrogation
All we seek for Africa is promotion
For every child seek we education
To kill in our youths fraudulent passion
And stop giving the world tension
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