Tayo Pete Olafioye
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A Carnival of Looters
Missions abroad
Ken Saro-Wiwa
Oh world: we thank you

A Stroke of Hope
Foreward
Tribute to the stealth bomber
At that moment of departure
Let me trot again
Now that I am well
My epitaph - whenever
Confessions of the moral lepers

Arrowheads To My Heart
Monument to madness
Brain-drain in Africa
Feminine mystique
My husband has gone crazy
Who am I?
Siblings
The institute of rumors
Rienhartsen's abduction
Oh Harry

Ogoni's Agonies
Ogoni people, the oil wells
of Nigeria

Parliament of Idiots
One day
Azikiwe's curse
The impeachment

The Fish Rots From the Head
Uganda massacres of 2000
Sierra Leone
Rwanda & Burundi
The music of my heart
I will love you

Ubangiji
Sometimes
My edenic violet
On the retirement of my shoe
Aiyelala

Sorrows of a Town Crier
African envoys
Harmattan Christmas
The workshop of madness
Marital infidelity
Epilogue for tomorrow
Wedding ring
American satire

Grandma's Sun
excerpt from novel

Article
Who Killed Cicero?

Oh Harry

Oh Harry
The apple to millions
A farmer
Who never abandons
His crops
Because weeds have taken over.
You are the Olumo.*
On which we crest our Woes
We know the good ONE
On the day it rains.
You are the mint of Happiness
Yours will be so everlasting.
Your burg, castle and yam
Won't be small but bountiful
Forever colossal and Indian
The HONEY POT of Continents.

La Jolla, California, USA

*A huge, steady rock in Abeokuta, Ogun State of Nigeria. The Egba people, who are indigenes of Abeokuta, use the olumo rock as their cultural image of solidarity, strength and reliability.

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