Do You see her? _A poem By Itohan Ekle

“Do you see her?”
“Who?”
“Her,” she says, pointing to the window.
“I don’t see anyone or hear any voices. Are you okay?”
She is standing right there.
“There is no one there.”
“Are you freaking blind? She is right there!”

She could feel the little girl’s uneasiness with the woman having company.
The girl liked being…

She Evolves – A Poem by Sophie Ntsubane

She Evolves, a movement born
A call to action, a heart that’s sworn
To be the change, to make a stand
To nurture growth, with a gentle hand.

A Tree Planted is a story told
Of dreams and hopes, of a future to mold
With every seed, a vision takes root
A symbol of strength, a…

The African Tapestry

In Savanna’s golden light,
Where acacia trees stand tall and bright,
A tapestry of cultures unfolds.
In a rich brocade of stories yet untold.

From pyramids to grand kingdoms,
Africa’s history is rooted in desert sand,
And the rhythms of djembe drums beat strong
As ancestors’ spirits sing a timeless song.

Colours dance and play in vibrant…

Turning Waste into Wealth by Favour Ojieh

I am Favour Ojieh, chemical Scientist founder of VOCA (voice of Climate Action); growing up in Obiaruku, Delta State, Nigeria, surrounded by lush green landscapes and natural beauty, I developed an innate love for the environment.

But it wasn’t until my NYSC service year in Bayelsa, where I was assigned…

A Proud Mother of 3 beautiful kids

My name is Martha Nambisa. I was born and raised in the Vaal Triangle, Sharpeville. I am 35 years old and have three kids.

My eldest daughter is 18, yes! She’s immensely grown, and the responsibilities have forced her to age quickly.

My first child was still at school when I…

Growing up without a father

Growing up in a rural small village here in Africa, I knew what it meant to struggle. My father had passed away when I was just nine months old, leaving my mother to care for our family of seven alone. Four boys and three girls, including my disabled brother,…

POEM: For The Sake Of My Child

It’s okay, I’ll be strong,
But being a woman isn’t easy – all day long.
I carry a heavy load, the burden of expectations high,
A heavy heart with judgments to hold.

I wear many hats, with roles to juggle,
Care for others, work, and handle this and that,
I put others first, giving until…