Shall I compare thee to a Nigerian sun? Thou art less scorching and more merciful. Harsh harmattan winds do sometimes run, And March’s heat is far t...Read more

"Oh, how lovely!" they coo, At wings that shimmer like stained glass. But I've seen the truth behind This flying façade. Creep closer — Past the hyp...Read more

Do You Feel Seen? When eyes stare, Do they pierce through your soul? The world buzzes, A hive alive with commotion. Amid the frantic dance, Do you f...Read more

You preach salvation Through meatless plates Rally in streets, righteous, Against slaughterhouse gates “All life is sacred!” Your banners decree Whi...Read more