The Kolo Kenneth Kadiri Blog

I wasn’t he who chopped the tree, Amadioha. Why have thou cursed me? The Ogene bounces off the sides of the mounts, Horns and flut...

Oh, dear Baro  Petty gamble o'er the matter  Emptying of thy belly  Gives them fame, sheared  Mosquitoes awoken of staccatos Mosquitoes ...

Le Eagle soared away at dawn But we were not lorn Father Sky was kind - we tarried much Then she caught the wind in her wings Same which...

They're getting plucked all around me; Spinsters, ripe - soft to the side Will there be fruits left when... My rod grows long enough?...

 Udi, cast upon dark combustibles Is it true? That I'll revel in thy belly? When the moro brings me nigh, Altine visits again, be ready...

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There they go - infidels, rogues Plucking towns shamelessly; Minced meat, sooting grills in their wake And what does the chic do? She, c...

Oh, Nigeria. Yours' a feared history - Pandora's box - bleak, cold, dour... Sour grapes' past; fruits of a new story.

Credit: truppr.com  My first and only Truppr experience, was in August. Lord have mercy, Natachy, a friend who had shed over 70KG ...

It’s the penultimate day until September, my dear birth month is over, and we usher in the Halloween month. Well, whatever that ...