The Kolo Kenneth Kadiri Blog

Oko, labe igi oronbo A path that winds into the clouds In loving memory of broken cisterns that squirt. The very moan of trees Rises to nin...

Abuja, I need you now, more than ever;  Where's your love? I'm left alone amongst twains

Abuja, I need a call to the heart;  Touch me with thy whisper;  Cringe my skin with thy touch

Abuja, thou has forsaken me; Left, lorn, love lost, longing; Amidst infidelity that overcrowds

Feet don’t fail me now My demons becloud again Wont for more than we bargained Poke me dream, will you? Dally your barra...

I sit half awake, half amok Carried away by the chants Of empty scary black masks Droning chants of nineteenth century druids Seasonal migra...