Unsolicited Opinions
Keep your opinion to yourself! I don’t freaking need it!
If it can’t help you out with your problems, why the hell do I need it?
I am only tolerant of critics, not some freaking cynics. Continue Reading
Keep your opinion to yourself! I don’t freaking need it!
If it can’t help you out with your problems, why the hell do I need it?
I am only tolerant of critics, not some freaking cynics. Continue Reading
Your death was unprecedented. It came at a time when you already recovered. You cannot be blamed for leaving the church yard—it is normal for any patient to be discharged when he or she feels recovered—and in no way should anyone think the opposite. Continue Reading
Your condition worsened with time. They took you from one point to another and did medical checks. Nothing was discovered. Then they took you to a local church in Ganta for prayers and anointing, out of the awareness that it was a spiritual problem. Continue Reading
It has been over two decades since you lost your life to poisoned food. Looking back today, I realize a virtue you instilled in me. You taught me that for every experience that makes me feel wretched, I should never allow silence to overcome my ability to speak up Continue Reading
People, schools, and organizations throughout the world have had to adjust to changing work and lifestyles. In the midst of the changes, the situation has redesigned the educational system almost entirely, taking learning from the classroom to online. This has left students with freedom in learning and networking with lecturers almost anywhere they want. Continue Reading
They are the best Liberians I’ve ever met. One could find in them a mother, a child, a sister, a friend, a best friend, a player, a cheater, a teacher, a student, a hero or a villain; knowledgeable and experienced, doctors of minds and souls, children of good and bad, children of sun and moon, kids of experiences and lessons. Their future is beyond what the normal eyes can see. Continue Reading
You are carefully crafted because you are art—
Look at your artistic stretch marks that form its own patterns through seasons as your body makes changes.
You are second to none; even your famous Liberian jollof can not be compared.
My Liberian girl, you are captivating; captivating enough to have the King of Pop sing of you— yes you, you are a world changer; Continue Reading
Youjay did not gift me flowers;
A native boy from Neekren knew none of these.
Although I never experienced LEC;
Youjay’s presence was the light of my life. Continue Reading
We have a full-blown health crisis at a moment when leadership is sorely lacking. The Ministry has yet to issue additional directives. The Legislators have yet to ask the Ministry of Health why they failed to give test results to people entering Liberia. The President keeps sending pre-recorded messages. He is about to go to France with an unnecessarily large team for a Gender Equality Forum while there is no money to fight the virus. Continue Reading
For five years I’ve shared
Immeasurable bond and shatter-proof love
With my guy
My best buddy,
The buttered popcorn at my movie night
The dudu to my fufu
My very best friend. Continue Reading