You’ve most definitely seen her here when she wrote Angst for A Twist in the Tale. Let’s say, from hence you’ll be seeing a lot of her on this blog.
Teleola, please…
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Nigeria
We gather our garments by their hems
and race against kin.
We reach for greatness, following Udeme
making stepping stones of fellow skulls
whilst preaching of bonds and love lost.
We pull down and destroy with honey-filled lips
drawing blood with enamel-armed gums.
Eastern swindlers, Western thugs
Northern terrorists, Southern militants.
Each for himself, each with heme-stained hands.
We take incessantly, eating what we have not cooked
and like an ocean never full.
We fill our homes with excrement
and then seek refuge in another’s.
Prisoners to our passions.
Slaves to our sins.
Tied to our troubles.
Nigeria.
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Peace. as per usual.. 🙂
All in this life's journey... 
Peace
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Okay. I am crushing on Teleola. I don’t care what you say, Janus.
And now….
“LOOOOOOOOOOOL! Did you check Wikipedia before writing this?”
#End
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In unrelated news, did you know Chuck Norris meets Bayo every morning..in the mirror?
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LOOOOOOOOOOL!!!!!
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O_O Yay?
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We continue praying .
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I read this nodding all through. Good piece. Tele is a marvel.
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Thanks! Now, the size of my head…
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Did i just hear a BURST!?
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Goodness no!
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