POEMS BY ONE MICAIAH
She just kept shouting brutally in a language I can’t comprehend. I felt her pain deep within me. The kind of pain strong enough to keep her mind off the pepper and fish she had bought for dinner that night. I’m sure she could not even remember having a thousand naira note with her; dropped on the busy express road. Smh.
Mikaiah Sunday Oyepintemi also known as One Micaiah is a Medical Laboratory Science graduate of the College of Medicine of the University of Lagos, a writer of poems and short stories and a lover of life. He is a believer of love and true friendship. Writing, to him, is the only way he can speak without talking. He hopes to write and publish as many books as he can, while alive. He looks forward to meeting new friends too. Please follow him on Twitter