The Kolo Kenneth Kadiri Blog

I can see what the darkness does Say goodbye to who I was For now, a heartless being roams His heart eaten by a beast A beast without a sou...

She told me about Chimamanda's book, Americanah that she was reading. The part where the lad traveled to school and left his girl in t...

I can see what the darkness does Say goodbye to who I was For now, a heartless being roams His heart eaten by a beast A beast without a sou...

All my eggs are cast in one The other baskets have shells Rotten eggs don't sink in a basin My heart flows like clear water The hone...

Abuja, of a flood's nightly welcome Fires up fantasies and washes away sorrows Though cries of men and of babies spring forth thence

Here I'm sat on a pot, crossroads Between a dream and a fantasy Time stokes the boiling pot, and I Am caught between a tear and an or...

Last year, the two of us helped organize a White House summit on information disclosure policy. The preparatory material we sent out before...

You see, I have the most amazing gateman, Sule. He's quite good at what he says. He sweeps the compound and leaves the gathered rubbis...

I uncharacteristically woke late today. This means I missed church. So, I set about cleaning the house, doing the dishes, preparing lunch ...

Hot on the heels of the 2015 general elections are a string of lobbying, real politicking and power tussles leading to May 29th, when th...