This is Lagos
Lakes and lagoons
City built on the brink of flood and overflowing seas
This is the place that I call home.
We Must Return to Our Throne
But our blessing is turning a curse
The mighty warriors no longer want to fight
The farmer forgets to reverence his hoe
The cutlass that paved his path
Is now concealed beneath his lush soil
Smoked Dreams of Sofia Town
Poem by Tralone Lindiwe Khoza
We have touched the reflections of Sofia Town in our dreams
Felt the pulse and the afflictions of our people
Kept to the red roofed, haunted houses and sassy Shebeen queens.
Where is our traditional attire?
Poetry by Kehinde Precious Olaseni
Let us call the heart of our attire from her whimpering ground
And say no more to our fathers that their days were dark
'No' is such a controversial word
‘No.’/ Is such a controversial word. Poetry by Nigerian poet Obehi Aigiomawu (Vessel).
A Letter from the dead
Poetry by Sello Huma. We must return to our own literature / To tell the future generation our own stories
