Imole Olusanya

  The email he received today is marked urgent. But it's from a friend who died two years ago. He checked the sender of the email for the umpteenth time and it was his late friend. He rubbed his eyes, wondering if it was a dream but it was reality. He read the mail and reread it. It was a mail only he could decode.  Mbf, life's given me a hard kick, but you've always known that I am stouthearted. To avoid chaos, meet me at ofs, bring ofm along, dress in ofa. Ftn mins. His lips quivered in shock as he read out the mail, decoding it.  My best friend, life has given me a hard kick, but you've always known that I am stouthearted. To avoid chaos, meet me at our favourite spot, bring our favourite meal along, and dress in our favourite attire. Fifteen minutes! Sweats drenched him! He was sure that he killed him. Even though it was in anger, even though it was anger that blinded him, he killed him! He killed his best friend. He was there at his burial! Now, this is the end of ...

  Robed in soil Blood boil Yelling hunger and dear monger Why this maddening anger? Why sue her when she's only soothe in soot? And her wares thief loot? No light in her eyes Clouds fill her skies Energy lost trinket earned Her soul she erred Holding to hope of eternity Cowering from infidelity. Hope dashed Happiness bashed With savings lover absconded Pain seconded Why not change her ways And go astray? Here is a poem about life situation of a woman who is living quite a tough life.  In the first stanza, the woman is said to be 'robed in soil', meaning that she is in a completely poor state. 'Blood boil' this could result from the frustration derived from not able to meet her needs. 'Yelling hunger' her hunger is said to be yelling meaning that she must have left herself hungry and act as if unaware that the hunger has to yell. 'dear monger, why this maddening anger' she must have owe the monger some debts that the monger had to get 'really'...