I Am Not Your Ex
I'm not him.
I know I'm not...
But I've loved you...
For as long as I can remember.
I don't know how else to say it.
I once promised...
Leaving Behind the Noise
Around the cotton tree
At our empty national museum
With just a little or nothing to show thee
I walked past the artwork of papa, Sir Milton
Designed...
How many more souls to violence? For us to wake...
How many more souls? For us to wake up as youth?
When last?
Did the riot break at the Pademba road prison?
That claimed the lives of...
A slave of my thoughts
My freedom is not free I'm a slave of my thoughts.
I fluctuate between decorated flaws as I was taught to believe that opportunities come...
Homeless Children
By: Abubakarr Momoh Sesay & Hawa Humunatu Kuyateh
They are homeless!They live on the streets of cities, towns and villages,Dwellings and wastelands have become their livelihood for ages,They...
I am thinking
By: Mohamed Dauda KamaraJournalist In Makeni
I am thinking, when last I saw my mummyWith her beautiful face used to rub my head whenever...