BY GLORIA O’KOYE Anger. Is an infected seed that spreads Its parasitic roots amongst the healthy, Sucking out all the...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE War without logic, Is like planting seeds without knowing, The seasons in which the seedlings Will rise and thrive to the heavens. War...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE A rejuvenating, sweet, innocent newborn scent that can melt the coldest of hearts. A salve that soothes the itchiness left by worldly scars....
BY GLORIA O’KOYE In faith, Would the love that gets publicly Professed be like Clanging cymbals when things don’t Go exactly as they were prayed. ...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Heavenly bodies As vessels to nurture life. When giving birth means opening The gates of Elysium and Hades In the same sentence, So...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE If problems were so easy to be solved Why are they still happening? If creation provided all the necessities, Why only a small...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Dear children, Please don’t rush to grow up. Enjoy every single moment of your peace Free from troubles, Like the saplings that have...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE The drums and songs have saved Generations from the turmoils of Cursed Lands filled with lost souls. Where decisions were made by...
BY GLORIA O’KOYE Like eaglets preparing to fly Outgrowing the nest and its parents, There is always a time To say goodbye. Like bear cubs...
BY GLORIA OKOYE “I stand with the brothers and sisters out in Edmonton, for the incognito meeting about removing the drums out of the women’s institutions...
