REALITIES IN STORIES AND POETRY

  PART 4 " Don't worry, when the time comes, you will understand. But for now, just calm down and learn okay". Samuel told Dan, "things are done differently here unlike other places" he continued while they strolled that evening. Samuel was staying at Behind Flat whereas Dan was in the boys hostel. This made the two always walking back home after each day's class. Dan would leave earlier, immediately after lectures, pretending to be using the school wifi at ICT while waiting for him. Of recent, their friendship had grown even stronger. The departmental election followed immediately after the faculty's. For the first years, there were two slot positions for them, the ASG and the DOI. Most often, freshers run from those positions because they were yet to know where they were standing in school. However, for this year, it seemed the position was going to be very competitive. Many people came out for it. "Have you thought of contesting for any of the va...

That evening, we were all gathered at the village square. It was the annual wrestling competition for the youths of Amankwe clan. This usually comes during the new yam festival, it's part of the activities we usually engaged in for entertainment. For five seasons now I have held the championship title in Amankwe clan. No one even dared to challenge me. The previous year's competition was against Okiri, the great wrestler from my kindred. He had pulled guts that no one would defeat him until I entered the game. He has been held head low since after.  For this year, I was the one that dared everyone, especially Ibezim. Ibezim was a growing strenght, who had made his way to the top in recent years. Well on a norm, I knew I would defeat him. However, I had never encountered him on any bout. I just don't know what happened this year but he took up the challenge. Although I knew his case was just to exercise my bones; I was confident. No! Over-confident. The drums were bumming, t...

  PART 3 " What I mean is that for you to climb that position, you must be groomed for that, you can't just go there as you are like this" Dr. Ucheani continued. However, for Samuel, he is just becoming more confused. He wondered what else one would need to become a president if not capabilities. He was becoming very curious too, he asked more questions. Presently "Andy guess what, i will be vying for a position in our department. I think i need to start preparing myself for the task ahead as it concerns school politics," Dan confided in his friend, Andy. Well, since Dan joined Samuel's campaign team, he has been having this interest in politics which had not been there before.  And, a lot were changing too. He now Loves to be identified with everything Samuel. He goes to parties, so long as Samuel would come. He goes to events, games and the rest just to See Samuel. Samuel too had noticed how obsessed he was with him and had brought him closer like a brothe...

Some says it wears frown; all round Of which I say no. It has smiles, profound Which is left for few, frown never counts. It neither wears taciturn glove, that's not a prove; But carries along playfully, not inclined to cruise 'Cause thy stands are by thine rules. Like the sun, while it permeates, Into the skin of the race over which it radiates Its protective wings of rays; though, may exterminate. In this enclosure, I meditate; every now and then with tense To conjugate and thoughts to propagate whence The calmness at this stance. Kenewrites

  "Why always me? Why can't life be at least easy for once?" Those where the words that escaped through my elder sister's mouth.  That morning, i had called her to tell her that i needed money for a compulsory text book. One of our lecturers had said that she would be using her new textbook as her C.A for the semester. She had told me that had nothing as at the moment. However, she promised to check whether there was something she could do before evening. I was not happy, in fact, i was destabilized by that. This was because she was the last hope I had and there was a time-limit for the textbook purchase.  Previously I had contacted my elder brother but he had told me that there was nothing he could do at that time. I was not surprised since he hardly gave me money. I just drifted and dialed my sister's number, at least i knew she has always tried for me. However, that morning, he response that morning was not a good one. Towards the afternoon i received an alert ...

"Bro, who are you voting for this FASA presidential election, you know we have two major contenders from mass communication and History department respectively?" I had asked the young man seated beside me. It was FASA MANIFESTO DAY(faculty of arts student association). Everyone was cheering their candidate for the upcoming FASA general election. It was the manifesto day and all of us had gone to listen for ourselves, the promises of those vying for the positions. From the look of things, there were majorly two departments in that hall– Mass communication and History and international relations.  The young boy beside me had made comments that prompted me to ask him who his candidate for the Fasa election was.  "Iwwwn!" He had shouted when the Constestant Number one was called out to present his manifesto. It was Nkan David from mass communication.  "I know mass communication department will always behave as if they are the owners of this department but you see t...

When you first met me, did you Dump all your pasts and mistakes? You  Said it was now me but, did you Leave anything behind that will hurt you? When you said I do, did you think of  All those you would meet that would take off Your mind from all I have done? Did you turn off Every other distraction before you ran up? Did you write on any marble That I would forever be your angle No matter the torrent and fumble? Did you see yourself inside this triangle? Did you feel that you've arrived when You beheld my face, even if pains Or discomfort turns to our first gain- Even if it endlessly decides to rain? Did you give up Before you set up And run up Onto this hold up? That's the unfeigned truth. Ask yourself before you are fooled. If this is not what you could Then don't say "I will do". Kenewrites

Most times I see through her eyes, pains Which seem so severe. She fakes  Smiles just to push along this lane That seems so dry. "I am fine" is nay. Like the donkey with its heavy load She is enduring things beyond her hold  While many thinks she is just in fold  Of pretense. Maybe because she is bold. "When? how? am I cursed? Why me? What's the cause?" Should have been her daily chores But then in songs, her sorrows forgot'n. Bold and beautiful, her first definition. Resilient and dutiful, her true exposition. Bare to reality, full of exceptional diction. Her life is ruled beyond the things in fiction. She is screwed in anguish, Living in thorns, not her heart wish. But most want her for rubbish. How can men be this selfish? Kenewrites