What's Your Ism
Being a twenty-something year old is one of the most beautiful and yet saddest things. It is the stage where you and your age mates are not equals. Y’all may have the same ages, but it is no longer like… Continue Reading
Being a twenty-something year old is one of the most beautiful and yet saddest things. It is the stage where you and your age mates are not equals. Y’all may have the same ages, but it is no longer like… Continue Reading
Blood drips no more, As hidden knives are silent, Guns sound no more, As starving faces are weary. Peace! As we cry on these streets, Screaming across hopes, And no implementation of policies. We are bleeding! Let not the forces… Continue Reading
As I sit by myself and think about all the times that girls that I had fallen for; whom, in my opinion, I could have had sizzling relationships with rejected me using the same words: “Let’s just be friends” “We… Continue Reading
I don’t feel that men are better than women, or vise versa My granny is my family matriarch, She’s way better! Married before the age of 18; deprived of formal school lectures, Bore six kids and raised them as go-getters… Continue Reading
What is wrong with medical education and healthcare in Liberia? Is it not straightforward to realize that the two are directly proportional to each other? Alternatively, we can say there exists a negative or positive correlation. Okay! Enough of my… Continue Reading
Under heaven’s heavenly lamps Youths of our time Digging for silver in gold mines Destroying ancient borderlines Forever changing nature’s natural landscape Eating Tomorrow in their today As each grain of sand you take away Releases a monster from its… Continue Reading
Click here to read the first three entries in this series I, II, III As the struggle against academic malpractice continues, one should understand that it does not only affect a single institution, but the entire country. So, today, I… Continue Reading
Read the first two parts here I II Nowadays, of the many students who graduate from high schools and universities, only few can truly prove they deserve what they got. This shows how our teachers have chosen to be the… Continue Reading
We elect someone that we believed “has a heart for Liberia,” and we are still subjugated to the same repetitive norm of failed leadership and total hardship. Continue Reading
From flowers bloom, to blooms decayed Like narcissus and his reflection We fell in love beside the river From rosy cheeks to dried bones entwined beneath the sycamore We wander eternity together, Wondering about a life spent in the illusion… Continue Reading