Tailor 


At 6am, I was out in a haste to go wait for sunrise🙈…Then there was Hassan, working that early, apparently he has been working all night. All this late nights and my clothes have not been fixed for weeks🤔😪. One will wonder what they do always been busy if they perpetually keep delaying clients. Nowadays, I just tell him I need my clothes two weeks before I actually need it…Bazinga! 😂

Amazing Tailor though, I trust him with every fabric. 

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T R A V E L E R

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Life is a road,
walking or running, we move,
Or jumping like toads,
While Some gentle as doves.

Life is a bridge,
Guarded by post and rails,
Some flip at the apex,
Some move for the head,
And some just end at the foot.

Life is a flight,
We take off so we alight,
All in perspective of a narrow end,
An end…
Life is death personified.

OxFam International

At A NIGHT OF POETRY AND PHOTO EXHIBITION organized by OxFam International as part of the #notanothernigerian Campaign 

Exhibited photos by photographer Fati Abubakar and Aisha Augie-Kuta drawing attention to the ‘The mental health of Men‘ as well as other issues such as ‘Food for Sex‘ in camps and ‘The Absence of Men in Communities‘ 


My Take

IMG_20180124_121956_591.jpgEveryday day we step out,
We hustle and bustle,
Trying to make ends meet,
Venturing paths unleashed.

Everyday we walk the streets,
Our shadows…our companions,
Our life in the Supreme hand,
Our choices…our lasting take.

This is the struggle,
This is everyday everywhere,
The hustle is real.
But how real is your hustle?

Leading Lines

We now have an end,
Or what seems like it,
Why do we delay,
And not go for it?

The streets are made of perspectives,
lines that give meaning and direction,
Paths that grow lean at the end;
Always walk along its line.

Is it the shadow cast,
Or the design brutality?
Why do we dilly-dally,
Or not move along?

That leading line,
An enigma for our introspection
An iconic reminder for our retrograde minds,
Saying, move along! Move along!

Yet we stay and wait,
For what seems like eternity,
At fates crossroad,
Hoping for immortality.

Edited by A. Egesie 

Sweat for Peace

Lesson: It isn’t just always talk, we must act to ensure peace—we must sweat.


We live in troubled times, waking up everyday to news of the unbecoming and only a few seem to care.

I was filled with joy while photographing this beautiful people who came together to figure out ways to advocate peace in the nation as they urged one another to use the social media as a tool to preach peace for the growth of our nations future.

Now I can confidently tell you a new wave is coming, ignorance is being wiped out, the ripple effect is closing in—and we will rise above all trouble.
God bless Nigeria.

Beauty in the Dark

Someone somewhere is up this morning feeling grey—battling disappointments, heartbreak, confusion, disgust and instability. Juggling a ball of bitterness in his/her head and thinking this could be the end of me; a massive overcast of darkness.

No! There so much beauty in the dark. In my experience, it isn’t the end of you but the start of something beautiful ‘if’ you know how to channel it. This isn’t easy but very possible.

Think of it this way, the mind perceives negative energy, then transmits it to the whole of you, causing all the feelings that keep you sore but energy can be transformed; How?

You know that thing you’re so passionate about, be it writing, rapping, singing, photographing, sewing, body building, cooking or even eating—just do it. Put that whole negative energy into it, make it your distraction and marvel at how beautiful the end product will be.

Many times I’ve fallen in a pool of bitterness and many times I’ve swum out victorious with a beautiful poem or article to read over and over again, totally thrilled by how I managed to pull a hat out of a needle, grinning from ear to ear and feeling warm again. The power of your passion is always a perfect distraction.

Impossibility is nothing, only if you believe.

DARK SERIES

“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams, no mortal ever dared to dream before”
-Edgar Allan Poe

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Close your eyes for a second,
take a deep breath and remember,
light shines the brightest in the dark‘.

Let not your will be crippled,
by happenings of this life.

Let your light stay shining always
that it might shine some more when darkness comes.

For it will surely come to all of us.
an inevitable occurrence of life which is only tackled
by those that keep their light shining;
against all odds.

Jesus Saves.
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POEM: The Irony

Apostle said,
pray and sweat,
in the name of the Father
do not fret”.

Alone with Apostle
we did pray,
and we did sweat,
but on a different stance.

The Apostle said, “I Am…
but really, Is He?
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Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in Heaven
-Matthew 5:16 KJV
Night Shoot-4All photos are my works. Photographed with a single light from an iPhone 6 at about 8 pm, outdoors.

DISTRAIT

He swayed so far…
Totally oblivious of Dick,
not even the Cameras click
or the loud Nursery rhyme.

I tried so hard…
Snapped my fingers,
waved my hands too
but it was all vain.

Alas! He came to,
with a deep sigh out,
and a jaw tightly squeezed.

So silly…I asked,
“Boy! Are you alright”