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10 THE NIGERIAN VOICE

September 2013

"Medusa "- Full Chronicle. Sonnet 100.
Gad Davis Eje?i Aka Iroko Reborn.
A gaze of desperation - Not my
Illumination.
Such a beautiful Greek Myth!
A gaze of determination - Not
my Illumination.
She looked unbendeth what
she saw.
Perfect gaze and focus - Her
Happiness.
It was a curse from the Athena.
Such a beautiful Greek Myth.
Her sights and focus perfect
destination.
That makes a realization of
ful?lment.
What a beautiful Greek Myth.
A lesson to Avatars who walk
the earth.
A gaze she will never miss and
blink.
Final destination she smiles'
and walks away.
Such a Greek Myth - A lesson
of Life.
First Exposition.
“Life is beautiful and yet life is
not a bed of roses. Though it is
full of ups and downs it has

Life But Not True Story.
Lagos! No, It's Joburg! Part 1
Ifedayo Oshin.
Leke paced up and down the
arrival lounge of the OR Tambo
airport for the umpteenth time.
He adjusted his Man U branded
wristwatch with the timepiece
on ?ight dashboard hanging
above the massive ceiling of the
arrival hall. Awed by the
architectural beauty of the
airport, he muttered, 'I still can't
believe I am in Africa'. He noted
that 12 hours had passed since
he escaped the unexpected
interrogation at the immigration
desk. “Wow', he said to himself,
I was almost deported”. His
mind ?ashback on the mental
torture by the stern looking
white immigration of?cer who
had asked him in his deep

guttural Afrikaans accent; what
brought you to South Africa,
young man? Ehm, sir, ehm,
holiday sir! Leke fumbled to
answer. “Oh, I see', said
mockingly, the of?cer, 'but your
visa condition says …to attend 3
days religious event'. 'What do
you have to say to that? What is
today's date, Mr….. what is
eidelek?” “Adeleke sir', Leke
said, confused. He thought,
“Bros. Joe (the visa consultant)
didn't tell me about this. Hey,
my God, what will I tell this
wicked whiteman. And they say
whiteman doesn't collect
bribe”. An idea sprung up. “Yes
sir! The event ended two
months ago, but I decided to use

my visa for holiday since I still
have like two weeks, left of my
visa”. Gbam! The of?cer
stamped Leke's passport and
waved him towards the exit.
“Enjoy your stay in…”, the
of?cer said, '…which part of
South Africa are you visiting?”
the of?cer asked as an
afterthought. “Lagos!” Leke
blundered. The of?cer winced
in unbelief. “Sorry, Joesburg..
yes.., no, or Cape Town!” He
blurted as his perspiration
mixed with teardrops dropped
on the immigration desk.
Realizing his state of
desperation, the of?cer waved
him off as he called out, “next!”

“Join The Red Cross Society To
Discover Yourself”—Mr. Lawal Dolapo.
Continued From Page 4
“Presently, I wrote a proposal
on behalf of the youth because
at the moment the South
African Red Cross Pretoria
branch needs to recruit “, he
insisted. He narrat