SAGE MUSIC BOOK

Photo credit: Google images One of the most prudent things you should do for yourself in Nigeria today is keeping out of trouble. One of the worst things that can happen to a person is to be sent to jail in Nigeria. Jail in Nigeria is halfway house to hell. Maryam Sanda will probably never be executed, most Governor's do not sign the death warrant anymore. Orji Kalu Uzor will probably never serve full-time. But still Nigerian prisons are like Nazi concentration camps. The food is calamitous, healthcare is none existent. I have seen a prisoner holding his eye ball in his hand, it was still attached to his eye socket by a tendril. Someone used a spoon to scoop out his eye ball in a fight. The nurse was off duty. Nobody cared, he died. I had a client once who was remanded in prison. He was HIV positive and did not tell me. Maybe that would have been further grounds for bail. He could not take his drugs and he relapsed. Before I could try to get him out it was too late, h...

Photo credit: Google images I feel like there's nothing to worry about, even though there is a ton of things that needs to get fixed, lots of demands that needs to be attended. Nothing in this world can change the way I feel, unless of course i decide to change that by allowing every thing affect me. I am insecure about my finances, love, my job, but since the beginning of the new year, my insecurities have faded from being the topmost concerns on my mind and there is only one way to explain the way i feel. I'm on top of the world. In the wee hours of the mornings when i first realize that i'm awake, i feel the rush of thoughts as they clamor for priority in the space of my mind. Burdens of the earthly world. No running away from them, and no banishing them, to be forever rid of them. This I realised is the way the mind works, filling one with the need to creatively invent solutions to the malady of one's own thinking. Photo credit: Google images My ...

Photo credit: Google images “What do you love about women?” he asked. I had to take some time to think about what my reply would be. I didn’t want to say something I didn’t mean just for the benefit of my friends and to pretend to be something I definitely knew I wasn’t. “I love women because of the kind of relationships I‘ve had with them in the past” I replied. There was an uproar from everyone present, and someone spoke up and declared that there was no sense in the reply I gave to the question. “I love women only because they can give me children” He said. “I love women because of their boobs and ass.” Another said. Photo credit: Google images We were four in number and were enjoying a past time, conversing amongst ourselves while drinking alcohol and smoking weed and as expected the topic revolved around women. Two amongst us were married men and the other two, myself included were single and unmarried. “I envy men that are married.” I said. “These girls ar...

Photo credit: Google images It’s inevitable. Nothing lasts forever. Let us stay in the moment, for even the future relies on this very moment, on the hope for better days, and on the faith of an anticipating heart. Emotions describing to us the state of our present, but if nothing lasts forever, should that be a consolation or desolation? For whatever joy we may feel is destined to end at some point and whatever sadness we feel is just for a little while and can never be forever. Photo credit: Google images Eventually, we all will become nothing except in the memories of those who will remember, the moments of past good deeds accredited to our doing, past mistakes that were never forgiven nor forgotten, a love that was unconditional and selfless and a legacy imprinted deeply in the sands of time. The lyrics of the songs we sang, and videos of the life we lived, recordings to prove the extent of our creative imaginations. The thoughts we stored in books and the offsp...

Photo credit: Google images I remember the first time I understood the meaning of the term “night nurse”. Recently relocated to a new community on the outskirts of the city, I did not know my way around. I was about to run an errand for my mother and she was trying her best to describe the best routes I could follow to arrive at the proposed destination. “If you get to the junction, you can’t miss it. There are a lot of night nurses hanging around the junction.” She said. I didn’t quite understand what she meant. “What are night nurses?” I asked. She smiled. I can never get enough of seeing her smile, and how it makes her look so beautiful and young. She then went on to explain that “night nurses” was a term used to refer to prostitutes. And true enough when I got to the junction which she had described there were a number of scantily dressed women of varying ages and body built, all selling sex and trying their best to seduce whoever was horny enough and ready to pay for s...

Photo credit: Google images Look at all the crisis in the world. The hypocrites and parasites, the terrorists and tyrants, poverty and bad governments, the world are full of opposites, with an unfair inequality between them. The world crisis birthed from the result of that inequality. The rich vs. the poor, the politicians vs. the rest of the masses, the religious leaders vs. their congregations; Religion and politics, the opinions of the populace split a thousand ways. The first division being the difference in their individual ideologies; Photo credit: Google images False promises of politicians with sugar coated tongues, fosters hope only to yield the heartbreak of disappointment and depression while the self-acclaimed righteousness of religious leaders and their emphatic sermons are now deviated from the repentance of evil deeds and directed at the acquisition of prosperity and wealth, making more false promises to an already demoralized and disappointed majority...

Photo credit: Google images I am sitting at my desk at work and trying very hard to defeat the boredom that plagues me at the office whenever I have too much time on my hands and nothing exactly challenging or interesting doing. I have been reading a book by an author named Jackie Collins and titled “American Star” for the past 3 hours and have tried to give it my utmost concentration because it tells a very exciting story about two ill-fated lovers. This book reminds me of you, and all the memories have come flooding back, reminding me of how much we used to be in love and how much we used to hate each other. How much I used to wish I had never met you and how much I have pretended not to miss you since you slipped away from my life. I can’t help but wonder, “Where are you now?” Do you still think of me? Do you still miss me maybe? Would you ever forgive me? Is there even a chance for me in your present? Photo credit: Google images There was a time when most of m...