We are many on the streets and nobody bothers to question that.
In homes, we’re few but in pain and grief.
If suffering was a reward, then we could be billionaires.
The streets became home, because they were more welcoming than any home was.
Parents, love, siblings are all alien to us.
For they’re dreams…

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RAPE!!!
Rape robs me off my future. It kills me emotionally, psychologically and socially . I no longer understand myself. I am not myself, I am different. I am sick and all alone_No one to lean on. I spend sleepless night_anight of depression and stress. The pain it injects is…

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I AM STUCK WITH A MONSTER. Dating a last born is as hectic as having a mosquito inside your net. You won’t sleep. You will be busy slapping yourself after slap and wondering what a crime you committed to deserve it. My poor church boy, Kalo is dying inside over his affiance , Kuto. The monster! He is Obsessed with her. To make matter worse, Kalo has given her his whole in all, the love that is making him sick. Kuto undeserved this kind of love. She is "don’t care", "give it or break it" either way. She cries tears of joy and of sadness at the sane time. You won’t understand her. My poor church boy is dying inside. As I write this story on my little bed, I wonder whether his 80s will come. Kalo is a good, loving, kind and hardworking man. He deserve Godly woman but this monster is surely eating him up piece by piece everyday. When you look at Kalo, you may think he has been hit by diarrhea for a week. Thin and dry like a bone. But still he is on fire for his monster. Kuto calls her boyfriend at 1:00 AM to give him news of her forged pregnancy. Hi babe, I am calling to tell you that I am pregnant for you! Without any greetings, she drops a bomb. What a MONSTER! My poor church boy jumps from his bed, taking deep and heavy breath. A sign that death has knocked at his door. Anxious and frastruction crisp his face. Knowing what she did, Kuto pretend to ask her boyfriend, Babe, is everything alright? The little innocent boy is in dilemma and silence took him for some minutes. Yes, babe! I am super excited to be a Dad! He claimed. Courage of really man. What? There was moment of silence. Kuto begins to weep as if someone had just died. How could you say that? Aaah! When you know well that you don’t have job, no house and not even income generating business, do you want me to die? Okay, wait a minute. I am on my way, so you can tell me what I will be eating beginning from tomorrow. Imagine in the middle of the night, the monster is really! Kalo is sweating everywhere confusely, pacing forward and back thinking what to tell his affiance , the only monster in his really world. Kalo: Babe, I don’t mean what I said. I am not ready. I just said what you wanted to hear that is all. I mean, just look at me! I am still young to be called Dad. No job, no income, no food for you and no nothing, Think of that too! The monster’s cry seems to have come to its knees. Babe! She exclaimed. I am not just crying a mere tears , I am really shading tears of joy, for you have gotten a wonderful wife. I will soon be a mother of your baby. The baby that I am carrying now, ain’t you excited too? On hearing this, Kalo pass out. The call cuts from the other end. The poor church boy’s temperature rises at the speed of light to 100. His mother notices the noise in kalo’s room. She rushes to check out if everything was alright with his son. She found her boy on his last leg . The woman worried of loosing her only son. She called ambulance for a help. Kalo is rushed to hospital. You won’t understand a MONSTER until you become a MONSTER too.

EZEKIEL IDRIS KUKU

EZEKIEL IDRIS KUKU

Nubian King in the heart of Africa, Sudan!

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