Why Every African Should Be Rich: Lessons From an African Childhood

There is one unique thing about every person in the dark continent; we all had a Jumanji kind of childhood. Well, if you are in Africa and you have no idea what I’m talking about, it’s either you are a highborn* or you’ve never heard of Jumanji. But come to think of it… Jumanji sounds

Reblog: I Still Love You

It still makes me angry to think of you Sometimes I wonder if you’ve moved on Then I remember all the things you did I can’t believe I ever let you into my life Like an unexpected storm you turned it upside down Love isn’t supposed to hurt like this Love is supposed to be

A Pic of the Peak

Be Careful What You Say…

Because what you say in a conflict,Determines who is the bad and the good,It doesn’t matter who was right or wrong,But silence kills the monster withinIt is the water that cools off volcanoesIf you are not good in word choice,Then let silence win the game for you.

Please Leave Me a Comment

Good evening? (It is night here in East Africa). It’s yet another week and I must say that I have been holding on just fine, God has been gracious. How are you doing? Are you already used to this Corona situation like I have? Trust me it’s for the best… Anyway, enough of the current

Bounce-Back letter

Hello my beloved readers, I hope you are holding on to hope during this time of destabilizing waves. I know I have been away for quite some time (again) and it would be very irresponsible of me to blame it on the monster by the name COVID-19. However, I am still sorry that I detach

Letter to The Night

When no one decided that two should stay, you enforced the bonds and made sure they forgot the day. When man plans to make some coins, you go on to make sure all lie. Is it true that the darkness in you causes eyes to involuntary close lids? Night oh night! I know for the