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?

The music of my heart

Let me be the sun that warms your night
Let me be the tunes that caress your happiness
Let me be the air that freshens your lungs
Let me be the spring that cleans your veins
Let me be the flower that seasons your beauty
Let me be the bulwark on which you lean
Let me be the roof that shields your worries
Let me be the home in which you live
Let me be the anchor on which you berth
Let me be your songs the polyphonies of rarity
Let me, let me, let me
Be the meeting point of our two circles--
The universe of our oneness!

Lagos
2000

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