Fatai's Library

Some animals stays on water.Some stays in waters.Some stays on air.Some stays in air.Some stays on earth.Some stays in earth. Some drinks the water.Some inhale the air.Some eat the earth.Some transform the earth. Some lives in the south.Some lives in the north.Some lives in the east.Some lives in the west. Some have soldiers.Some have maids.Some … Read moreThe Secured Place

They say,We are people of strange language.Strange culture.Strange color. They say we don’t have beginning.But we have story.They say we don’t know the way to go.But we had past that tells how to Walk in the future. Our past is our story.The story of the kings.The story of slave trade.The story of colonialization. Where we … Read moreOUR STORY

In the early hour of tomorrow.We shall come to the table of discuss.To say what our minds have planned.Either to be together or to asunder. Rice is measure with gold.Beans is another silver. Twitter is banned so we don’t know the price of fish.Facebook is allowed so that my neighbour keep posting fake pictures of … Read moreThe Hour

We created them with our hands.We gave them our will.For them to lead the way. The way to go into tomorrow.But the created created a new way.That we may follow. We follow.Africa follow.Nigeria likewise. But when we checked on them.We saw their hand writings on the wall.That we may serve them with our blood. Though … Read moreThe Infidels

It say hello to the people.Nobody hear her whisper.Like the gecko in the noon day. We struggled and fought to survive.We couldn’t see the sweat of fowl.In quest to be ourselves. To be the nature that is natural.Like morning like night.Like river like sea. Though, we will soon take hold of the sword of our … Read moreWhen Wall Speak

Every second it dot.Just as the day and night never end.It begins in the East and set in the west It set our lives to her order.Time ended in an individual lifetime. Time tells our story.Time tell our past.Time creates the future. It keep existing.Even when we are gone.Thus, Time’ is our undoing.

When we needed yam.We knocked at their door.When we wanted to plant.We knocked at their door.When we wanted to harvest.We knocked at their door.When we wanted to pound.We knocked at their door.When we wanted to eat.We knocked at their door.When we were thirsty.We still asked them for water.Africa!The big brother beggar.

The house which we built.It was built with bamboo sticksCrafted in and out with rainbow like stripes. Beautiful ‘ as they called it.Our people dwell in peaceful without tribal difference.It was like a house of spider where security is their watchword. Suddenly, the house which our fathers built has become a jungle.Where tribes and religions … Read moreHouse On Fire

At independence, we erected the mountain of ethnicity.Which gave birth to our religious divide. We sojourns from the warless merger to the conflicting stool.Our story of endless beginning.Our untold story. Where the guide kills the conformers.Where poverty is the barge of identity.Where cows are valued more than rearers. In the coming age,Nigeria nations shall be … Read moreFALLEN

They wandered east to west and south to north.Looking for an abode replication of heaven.Their cattles and camel straying along the wilderness of gaza.Conquering all odds.With divinity at their side.Ready to war against their enemies.Though, their herdsmen were changed to tech men.To subdue nations of the foreign language.In order to nest in the mountain of … Read moreThe Israelites