Twenty-six years on from 1992, when I wrote this poem in Cameroon, I find myself staring at it and thinking, history sure has an uncanny way of repeating itself…
Revisiting Orwell’s Farm, Amba Farm.
Three hoots defined Aunty Lady’s Monday. The first was the taxi-driver beginning his shift with market women at the Bondogo-Babuti junction, Buea. The next was the delipidated smoking kindergarten school bus doing the rounds for excited children, and the last… Read More ›
Glory To Gory Days
“We interrupt this program to bring you an announcement from the Southern Cameroon Armed Forces Ruling Council.” The FM station which faded in and out on the solar radio announced. Emi knew almost instinctively what was going to come next…. Read More ›
In 2009, I wrote a play titled “Beth” which tackled as its theme, the growing knife crime in the country. That work has become even more poignant in the past 24 hours with the news of the brutal murders of… Read More ›
Two Questions ??
Originally published on my FaceBook page in February, the poem, "Two Questions??" was penned during the throes of the internet shutdown in the NW & SW Regions of Cameroon as well as a shutdown of Anglophone schools and universities due… Read More ›