BETTER LATE THAN NEVER By Ozioma Ogbaji

Sometimes we love, sometimes we hate
We love the wrong ones
We hate the wrong ones
And when we realise, it is already too late

Sometimes we accept, sometimes we reject
We accept the wrong ones
We reject the wrong ones
And when we realise, we do a painful retrospect

Sometimes we hope, when we should not
Then we give up hope, when we should not
Sometimes we stop, when we should walk
Then we say nothing, when we should talk

In love, in life, in our daily dealings
We let go of things which give our lives meaning
and hold fast to fading illusions
If only we could see and have vision!

Then we would love and accept aright
We would not hate and reject amiss
We would give and take a chance
We would correct, do and start off better

But, what if it is our fate as humans to never be clever?
I hope you find the strength
I hope you go the length
For even if it seems too late, it is better late than never

Written by Ozioma Ogbaji

A WOMAN'S REVOLT II By Esther Esuga

I am the one with the sonorous rendition
My words transport wise counsel to the minds of the young maidens
I am the feminine face of humanity
Man also but with womb
I am no weakling
I know my worth
My virtues are golden, pure and unique
I am bold, beautiful and desirable
I am the beautiful lily that cannot be crushed by antagonism and suppression
I KNOW how to put my home in order; at the same time be relevant and sit on the front liner of my sphere
I am intelligent, bright and not doomed
I am the eagle that can soar high with her eaglets guiding them to the path of success
I AM THE SWEET VOICE
Pleasant, loud and clear
I am the one with the sonorous rendition