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 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

I'm in love with Abuja; Her love strikes me with lightning bolt; She kills me with wont!

There's a thriving marketplace When insomnia comes to Owls, to Ravens Aminu Kano, Adetokunbo Ademola, crescents of Ahmadu Bello

Don't love me sweet My heart's deep and wide You can never fill it Don't love me sweet My heart's given up...

Be kind with words, mildly eat Not with oil of the furnace's fury For then, the tongue shall burn sore Neither from cold's s...

Aw, with this weather? Let the bombs rain Warmth come forth for Those without a blanket Merry where the cisterns leak They will hug ...