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Happy Birthday, Winifred!🎉

To a soul that’s deeper than the surface. Your kindness shines brightest when understood.

May this year bring you all the love and joy you quietly give to the world.

Cheers to a beautiful heart and a bright future, Emeka’squill made this art just for you.

‎STAGE 1: The Wordsmith Contest Season 5
‎NAME: Joshua, Chukwuemeka
‎CONTESTANT NO.: 166
‎NITCH: Poetry & storytelling
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‎WOLE SOYINKA MY FAVOURITE WRITER

‎Have you read: “A Dance of the Forest” by Wole Soyinka? I understand your hatred, but he's my favourite. "In a world that often prefers comfort over truth, he writes to disturb the mind and awaken critical thought. His works are not just literature; they are intellectual journeys that demand deep reflection, challenge assumptions, and refuse easy answers."

‎Among the literary legends of Africa, Soyinka stands out as a bold, fearless, and intellectually writer whose works continue to inspire, provoke, and challenge readers. As a student of English and Literary Studies, I find Soyinka not only inspiring but also intellectually demanding; a writer who pushes boundaries and makes you think critically.

‎Wole, became the first African to win the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1986. Born in Nigeria in 1934. His writing cuts across drama, poetry, essays, and fiction, but he is most respected for his plays, many of which reflect the intersection of Yoruba tradition and Western influences. Works like “Death and the King’s Horseman”, ”The Strong Breed”, and “A Dance of the Forests” show his mastery of symbolism, mythology, and politics.

‎One of Soyinka’s greatest strengths is his use of language. His command of English is poetic and powerful, often weaving together proverbs, metaphor, and elevated diction to reflect the depth of African oral tradition. In “Death and the King’s Horseman”, for instance, his language brings out not just the tragic conflict between colonial authority and Yoruba custom, but also the beauty and dignity of traditional beliefs.

‎Another strength lies in his bold engagement with political and moral issues. Whole others run for fear of the unknown, he never shies away from critiquing corruption, colonialism, and societal decay. His characters often represent bigger ideas: like tradition, sacrifice, failure, or resistance; making his plays rich in meaning, classic and evergreen with social relevance.

‎However, Soyinka’s brilliance is also what makes his work unaccepted. A major weakness in his writing is the density of language and symbolism. In “The Strong Breed” and “A Dance of the Forests”, for example, the philosophical themes and spiritual metaphors can be difficult to grasp without prior cultural or literary knowledge. His works are often better appreciated through study than through casual reading. And not everyone is an academia.

‎Another limitation is the abstract nature of some of his plots. While his plot twists are creative, they are not always clearly delivered. In “A Dance of the Forests”, the transition between reality and the spirit world, combined with symbolic characters, confuse readers unfamiliar with Yoruba cosmology, and even sometimes those that are familiar.

‎Conclusion, Wole Soyinka remains an icon. A writer whose strength lies in depth, courage, and cultural richness, but whose weakness lies in complexity and density. Despite the challenges his works may have, they continue to reward those willing to read thoughtfully and engage deeply. Without doubt, he's a writer worth studying. My favorite for the very reason that he does not settle for simplicity. To you, who's your favourite?

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‎The atmosphere is filled with a sense of reverence and awe, as if the very presence of Zion is being revealed. Suddenly, a voice spoke:
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‎My child, I call you Joy because at your birth, I knew the laughter of life that fills the hearts of men.
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‎I call you Strength, for you have my resilience that overcomes the world.
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‎I call you Brilliance, for through you will shine the light that will guide nations to light.
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‎I call you Purpose, for you were born to fulfill a destiny that will leave an indelible mark on the earth realm.
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‎I call you Courage, for you will face challenges with the bravery of a lion and the heart of a warrior and come out victorious.
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‎I call you Wisdom, for you will seek knowledge and understanding, and your insights will be a beacon to those around you.
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‎I call you Legacy, for the impact you will make will be felt for generations to come, and your name will be remembered as a blessing.
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‎Happy Birthday, Ma. Esther (D-Queen's Word)
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AFTER THIS, YOU WILL RUN FROM BETTING! 😱

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THE HIGHEST BREED

‎I am the Highest Breed that houses the Almighty. The Word made me a new being , new creature, not a dust man. He said I'm a saint the righteousness of God, not a religious being. The day I saw it, it entered me and set me on my feet.
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‎I am seated in heavenly places with the Word that was made flesh. From my base, I call things that aren't, and they come into being. I am a child of God; I call things, and the Spirit brings them into manifestation.
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‎I eat the Word, and it makes me strong, so I can endure for 40 days and nights. Through the Word, all things were made. Through the Word, I birth realities. I am designed by the Word, conceived by the triune nature of Elohim. I uphold the culture of my realm where we win by identity!
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‎I am the Highest Bread, not the strong breed. I have Zoë, God's own kind of life. Away with the double life of an ordinary man called khah'ee!
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THOU ARETH DUST

‎Oh dust man
‎Man of the dust
‎Made from the ground
‎The ground of the earth
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‎No capacity to host Zion
‎“Only the living serves God”
‎You live by bread alone
‎Your life is in the blood
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‎You're kind of the beast
‎Beast of the earth
‎Formed of same
‎Dust of the earth
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‎You're specimen
‎In the dark laboratory
‎Vulnerable to attack
‎By your owner
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‎The dust He feed
‎Permitted by Him
‎Oh dust man
‎Thou 'areth' dust

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Real African Writers Chukwu Emeka
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WE WATER OURSELVES

‎On this campus, I’ve seen us...
‎heads racking on assignments,
‎hearts heavy to survive,
‎minds drilling on deadlines,
‎but still, we bloom!
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‎Look closer!
‎The girl with the flower crown, watering her own roots,
‎In a patriarchy society
‎In this soil of stress,
‎even in the mud of aluta.
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‎We're butterflies in motion,
‎yellow wings whispering hope,
‎blue wings chanting freedom,
‎green wings humming healing.
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‎Every exam we survive,
‎every hunger we endure,
‎every broken night turned into a brighter morning.
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‎Don’t get it twisted.
‎The girl on the left,
‎hands gripping furiously,
‎fighting shadows no lecturer can grade,
‎battling fears that wears masks like CGP!
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‎The fist on the right,
‎raised in resistance,
‎because humanity has always been
‎bruise and balm, roses and bullet.
‎Life waters us with tears,
‎Campus sometimes waters us with hunger, still, we water ourselves!
‎Yes, we water ourselves!
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‎Photo: @ Back of School Book Shop, Æ FUNAI
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Meet me. I'm a creative writer, I capture the world with words to edutain.

LITTLE KARMA

Little Karma, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?

Little Karma, I‘ll tell thee;
Little Karma, I‘ll tell thee;

You're called by a name
From the one who knowest thee

I call you Anuli
for the laughter you bring with you

I name you Udo
for the calmness you restore to our soul

I call you Ifunanya
for the love shared among us

I name you Nkiruka
for we expect that tomorrow will be greater than today

I call you Nmerika
for the hope that rises in our hearts

And I call you Egwuatu
In anticipation of the time our wrongs will be right

Little Karma, God bless thee!
Little Karma, God bless thee!

Happy birthday, Baby Karma. 🎉

Dip: Blake's "The Lamb" and Akachi's "Name This Child”



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Real African Writers

‎YOU MADE IT
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‎How was the burning of candles, and the rush to lectures? Those times that if you had a gun, your course rep would have been a dead man by now!

‎You promised to gun your course rep, and the lecturer if they ever tried fixing that class again... I know why! They said it was 30 minutes, but it ended 3 hours afterwards!
‎How about the self-doubt you battled with? When your worth was measured by Fs?
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‎How about the juggling of books, bills, relationships and stress?
‎Your sanity frayed, like threads of a worn-out dress!

‎Those night your tears became the water for bathing! You thought of dropping in your 300L! Precious, you made it! Uchenna, you're now a graduate!
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‎You pushed through, fueled by determination and convictions!
‎And now, you stand, victorious at last
‎Your degrees in hope, your future at last!
‎You've earned your place, among the learned englets!
‎Now, your voice matter, your stories your glory!
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‎You survived the grind, the late-night cramming! All the TTBs.
‎So you survived?
‎You've made it through, and now you're not the same you!

‎May your struggles hone you, like the steel in the flame
‎You're stronger, wiser, and ready to make impact! Congratulations, you're now a graduate!

‎YOU MADE IT!
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LITTLE KAIMA

Little Kaima, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?

Little Kaima, I‘ll tell thee;
Little Kaima, I‘ll tell thee;

You're called by a name
From the one who knowest thee

I call you Anuli
for the laughter you bring with you

I name you Udo
for the calmness you restore to our soul

I call you Ifunanya
for the love shared among us

I name you Nkiruka
for we expect that tomorrow will be greater than today

I call you Nmerika
for the hope that rises in our hearts

And I call you Egwuatu
In anticipation of the time our wrongs will be right

Little Kaima, God bless thee!
Little Kaima, God bless thee!

Dip: Blake's "The Lamb" and Akachi's "Name This Child”

I studied this play, "I Will Marry When I Want", back in school, and It opened my eyes to see how the Kenyans were exploited and maltreated in the post colonial days. The book further shows how the Kenyans were exploited by the British colonizers who used Christianity as a bait of colonization.

Originally written in Gĩkũyũ, "I Will Marry When I Want" is a play authored by Ngũgĩ wa Thiong'o and Ngũgĩ wa Mĩriĩ.

It is stated in the play that, the colonizers brought the Bible in one hand, and a gun in the other. While the Africans were embracing Christianity, their land, religion and culture were snatched from them.

After colonization, Kenyans were left to manage the affairs of their country. But the exploitation is the same as in the colonial days. Now, the black elites oppress and exploit the less privileged blacks. The worst thing is, the elites use the Bible to oppress fellow blacks. Kioi is one of the rich Christian character who built up wealth on the sweat of others.

The rich Christians will tell the people whom they are exploiting to rejoice in suffering. That nothing matters in this life except heaven. While these Christian elites build factories and expand their businesses on the sweat of the people. Poverty, underdevelopment and so on are the order of the day in Kenya.

In the play, Kioi deceives Kiguunda, a poor farm labourer into selling his only one and half acres of land and a title deed. He also deceives him into abandoning his culture and marrying in the church. In the end, it results into catastrophe. Kioi's son impregnates Kiguunda's daughter and jilts her. Kigunda and his family are left broken and poor without a land of their own.

In the end of it all, the people rise up to say no to exploitation and religious hypocrisy. This play is a most read for any African who seeks to know why Africa is still undeveloped despite the abundant resources.