It’s alright to cry Enjoying the pleasure of a music video clip singing about sweet mother in my admirable Hausa language, I left my wife and children to be all alone. Tears welled up my eyes as I recalled my late mother’s memory. “Real men don’t cry”, I was told. It was true with me, …

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Hidden Wounds

HIDDEN WOUNDS I met James on the social media. He never hid his hatred for the female folks. He would rant and cuss out at them. Yet, he confessed, he has many ladies as friends, with such admiration. You could literarily feel the anger yet, the supposed love he has for ladies would pass for …

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