Dear men, not all Feminists are Angry

“Black Girls… Don’t be afraid to use your voice. Your thoughts, opinions, and ideas are just as important as anybody else. When you speak, speak with boldness and purpose. Have courage, be confident, and always be true to yourself! Live your life fearlessly! Your voice has GREAT power; don’t be afraid to utilize it when…

The need to unchain African women

        “No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow. ” – Alice Walker I just finished reading a novel Nervous Condition by Tsitsi Dangarembga, a Zimbabwean author, and I don’t know if ‘m sad,angry or indifferent. I think it’s all mixed up. I am angry at each one…

Dear women, you owe no dumb man an Apology

“Hand off my ass or I’ll rip off your balls.” ― Katie McGarry, Dare You To “Most women are all too familiar with men like Calvin Smith. Men whose sense of prerogative renders them deaf when women say, “No thanks,” “Not interested,” or even “Fuck off, creep.” ― Jon Krakauer, Missoula: Rape and the Justice…

Eulogies

“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o-er wrought heart and bids it break.” ― William Shakespeare, Macbeth A guest post by abassajayi I just saw you few minutes ago We smiled and promised to see each other again We hugged, shook hands Tears dropped from your eyes as you said good byeBrothers…

New Theme

Hello Everyone, I apologise for taking so much break from blogging. It happens sometimes- enough break to think all over again. As from this week I ‘d start posting , and I have decided to pick a theme- it’s been really helpful.  I ‘d be blogging about “Embracing Pain” . That is dealing with the…

He called me beautiful

There was a time when the only thing I wanted to do was run away from home, start a new life and live my dreams. There was a time when the things that mattered to me felt like a waste of time. All I wanted to do was get high, stay wasted and live life…

Quote of the day

“Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety. Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and…

Confession of a Sinner

The burnt ashes of yesterday are still hanging on the entrance of my conscience, and hope I long for that today would bring me a beautiful sunshine. Yesterday, the clouds were dark and the thunder rumbled with a strike, my fear unknown, and the end of the world I thought had come to an end….

Judging eyes

This is a beautiful  piece by my 1st guest writer, Adetutu Adedoyin. Read and enjoy! Absent when you stay in the corners of your room worrying about what used to be and what could be far away when you are on your knees for hours praying for changes. Hoping someone above is listening to you,…

When religion fails you

So young and naive was I when mother would drag my little body to the house of God, sometimes I would cry till my nose ran through endless catarrh. She would ask, “My dear child why have you decided to forsake God? Mother I haven’t forsaken him, the heart that dwells in me longs for…