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THE METAMORPHOSIS OF MR JOSH

Uncle of life I’m yet to receive the money you promised! Lil nephew I’ve been busy. Moreover, I put money in one business and I’m expecting return. But do one thing for me, borrow from friend I’ll reimburse you when you arrive. Alright uncle. I’ve been given VISA, and I’ve resigned in my place of work. Be expecting me on the third of August. Wow! So fast. Is it morning flight or…. Uncle it’s night flight. Call me when you leave Nigeria so that I can wait for you at the embassy. Alright uncle. Who was that nigga you were talking to on phone? My nephew from Nigeria. Is he coming to America? Yes. Have you told Anita? No, do I have to tell her! Yes, you need to. That girl is dangerous. If you misbehave she can send you back to Nigeria. What kind of trouble is this? One is living in a foreign land like a slave. No, you just made a mistake, we are indeed slaves. These ladies are our remote control. It’s whatever they want we must do else we find ourselves in Muritala Mohammed Airp...

THE METAMORPHOSIS OF MR JOSH

In another news, I’m already planning to draft my resignation letter and I would need your help to proof read it. Also financially I would need your help, said he. But you told me last week that your direct boss told you that you are among the staff they would promote in December. Yes, but leave promotion alone. All I need now is your support, you know you’ve always been my pillar and I know you won’t stop now. What can I do without you? I dare say absolutely nothing. Stay with me in this course, pray with and stand by me. You always have a way of manipulating my mind to dance to your tune. But I’m not just feeling comfortable with this idea of yours. Not because I want us to get marry, but I feel restless within me. Kikelomo, look into my eye, everything would be alright. Don’t be restless, it’s just a feeling that I’d stay away from you for some time. But I promised to come back for you. He moved closer holding her hands, promise me you will wait for me, tears started rollin...

THE METAMORPHOSIS OF MR JOSH

What gives you an assurance that the situation of this country would ever change? Josh asked. I’m sure things are getting better; this present administration has been doing good for this nation.  Good things that we’ve never seen for years are happening now, said the second man. The third man nodded his head in agreement with him. Josh said anyway I believe things are changing but not for the better, things keep on getting worse. The newspaper vendor asked the man that was holding the complete sport dailies to drop it since he had been reading it for five minutes without paying a dime. A lot of cacophonies at the vendor shop due to argument ranges from sport to Nigeria matter. Since it was Saturday Josh stayed long before leaving to his house. His Saturday was for rest watch premiership if it’s football season and bible study review in the evening. Phone beeps… Who could that be Josh snapped? He was in the sitting room watching arsenal game. He lived alone, only that...

WAZOBIA TOWN

******************************* When reading becomes boring Delicious meals turn sour The sun still shines light and bright But it's as though one was in total darkness In a rhetoric tone asked what could be the cause? Your guess is as good as mine But trust me it's definitely not what you think I maybe a lover boy,  This time I'm not down because of love fever Our town is getting better hope we still! However nothing look better that we see Citizens shout we are the saints  the kings replied we ain't the cause of all Then we keep on keeping rotating the blame Wazobia  has always been like this  Even in the first republic Staff of authority was broken! Whose fault? You, I, we or them We turn our problems to clergy men Hoping they might be the panacea to  our maladic conditions This is nothing but illusion What the king maker has given us the ability to do We spent many hours on sacred mountain...