SAGE Journals

Most times I feel like losing my cool and hope on Nigeria. This is usually so as every hope dies with a new apostle. Those whom have sounded saintly turn more Satan when given the opportunity to make corrections. Recently I have wondered why it is very difficult for the poor to have a decent shelter over him or her in Nigeria. This keeps coming to me like a begging question and more with such unavoidable fuss. Why is housing a big challenge in Nigeria despite all the gracious policies and programs by the governments? Here in Nigeria we have Federal Mortgage Bank of Nigeria (FMBN), Federal Staff Loans Board, National Housing  Fund (NHF), Accelerated Mass Housing Development Scheme, Primary Mortgage Institutions (PMIs), Mortgage Refinancing Institution (MRI) and lots more. Even with all these, Nigeria runs huge housing deficit in expanding habit. So instead of things getting better with the policies we are seeing things getting worse. It simply means that there is something wr...

The egret was our friend The herds were our friends The herdsmen were our friends But they were fleeting friends. Like a company, we saw them While the herds roamed around Under the magical control of herders Egrets drove our fancy They had their job I think a very tasking one Taking away the pains Of lice, flies and more They did all at a go We could take joy in our sight This is our village experience As though the schools measured time Our dismissals were greeted by the trio They were all our friends in an accord The egrets gave us white finger nails Yes sang in plea of that We were sure they were magnanimous Riding on the back of the herds As the herds moved about in freedom The herdsmen returned our jeers Aboki Nnama we chorused chasing them Aboki Nyamiri they returned countlessly We had the fun and they cheered their day What has happened to our friends? Once friends, now dreaded Like Solomon's dead child Were they changed And by who? When our friends hit wrong farms We told ...

* Says its criinal to owe workers* The International President of De Norsemen Kclub  Incorporated, DNKI, Chief Dr Adeshola Giwa, has stated that Governors who fail to pay the salaries and allowances of workers as at when due are committing crimes against God and humanity. He made this known while interacting with some workers to mark the 2019 Workers' Day Celebration, upon his return from the United Arab Emirates where De Norsemen Kclub Incorporated held her 2019 first quarter International Converge from 22nd to 28th April, 2019. "According to the bible, every worker deserves their wages. It is, therefore, criminal, inhuman and ungodly to owe workers. It is an inexplicable social injustice. I cannot understand why workers will spend their time and energy to work and will not be paid as at when due. This is unjustifiable and entirely unacceptable", he said. Chief Dr Giwa opined that the resurgence in criminal activities across the states of the Federation may not be unco...

I actually could not agree less. Some people poison themselves with trying to be like others or even compete with them. There is no competition in destiny. You have to understand that your destiny is a perfect one as no one can come into it and be better than you. Also if you leave yours and dabble into the next person's destiny, you can never be better than that person. Don't compare yourself with anybody and don't compete with anybody. From comparison comes competition, jealousy, frustration, strife, hatred and you become either a witch or a wizard. You know what? Comparison is indeed the thief of joy! Don't let it thief your joy right about now...

If you are not caught in the frenzy of football then you are missing out. We support football clubs, players and teams. If it's not soccer its movies. I will watch any movie with Denzel Washington, Will Smith of Angelina Jolie. If you examine all your life activities, you will discover that you ae a consumer of great talents. Even as a builder of houses you consume a talent of cement manufacturing called Dangote. Your cell phone is someone's talent. The applications on your computer are talents. All of life is an ecumenical metropolis of trade and exchange of talents at a perceived value. The difference between poor people and rich people is their use of talents. What is stopping you from joining the trade or commerce? Starting a business around your talent is the cheapest form of venture capital. We have been brain washed to think that entrepreneurial activities require meticulous business plans with great market penetration strategies birthed at a place called Harvard or Lond...

When I read or hear people say this as they have made it a commonsense cliché in everyday interactions, I have more reason to think in fears. Yes! Politics is a game of interest but sadly our people who say this are usually on the side of the negative import of this statement. This brings us to the challenge of solipsism in philosophical discourse where social realities are objects of discussion. Imagine a space where everyone plays by his or her own set rules. I am sure you will never disagree with me that it is simply the absolute definition of anarchy. The society is a child of conscious growth from individualism/Solipsism to subjectivism and relativism and from here to intersubjectivism and then to the destination of objectivism where all selves and inter-selves aggregate into a whole with rules for coexistence codified. When will our people think of politics as a game of public interest. The best way to define personal interest should and ought be that we individually live for a...

Fifty one years since the first case of AIDS was recorded, ARV's and a self test AIDS Kit are all we've afforded; AIDS is such a concrete subject I reckon this is a major break through, because all possible cures have been regarded as somehow untrue; all cure stories have been shutdown for fear of major corporations being shutdown; they don't want me to talk about this, just look how they made Dr. Sebi kiss the ground. Another one bites the dust, come with iron clad evidence about an AIDS cure and watch just how it all turns to rust; alas! My peers condemned me for talking about Nipsey Hussle as if it is such a hustle that I should talk about the Cyclone Idai, why! I swear I shed tears because it is such a damn tragedy what happened to those people; but what Nip inspired in me could never be simple; that's why I gotta pay my respect. That I should have talked about Xenophobia but y'all just didn't read my poems, that's why you try to put me in a box despit...