Everyone of us have received a gift, or more, according to God’s perception of our abilities. To some, He gave five, some two, and some one, according to our abilities. …

When I saw the above picture, it dawned on me that Nature teaches us more than we're willing to learn. Over the years, I've built bonds and surrounded myself with people, professionals that compliment my areas of weakness and limitations. Likewise, I compliment them in some of their areas of…

One thing to note before you continue is that Abubakar Adam Ibrahim is no angel Gabriel, he doesn’t come bearing good tidings. This book, Dreams and Assorted Nightmares, like all his other books, is a collection of sad and relatable stories. Abubakar Adam’s Dreams and Assorted Nightmares, published in 2020…

December 30, 2020. I woke today with a strong impression to warn against gambling, especially for youths. I’m not conversant or properly informed about the whole gambling and betting industry to advise accordingly but a close look will easily reveal the sham behind it. I can say that it’s one…

Some days ago, I was on the toilet seat easing myself and thinking about Nigeria, the past weeks, and the current happenings, and why things have to be this way when my thought was directed to the Israelites. In their exodus from Egypt to the promised land, going through the…

I didn’t enjoy a cordial relationship with my father while growing up because I defied his expectations from a son. …

Many times I wonder About life, mine especially How best to live. Many stories told Of betrayal and shattered trust Yet I assure that I'll be better Than the ones before But deep down I ask Am I any better? Many Sages and Rabbis Tell of the knowledge of oneself As the…

Conventional knowledge says humans are categorized into two; male and female. I, however, place humans in three categories; the creators, the curators, and the consumers. Although these are not absolutes because it’s impossible to function as only one, it does define how humans think, act, and live. The Creators To…

Once upon a story Of times and seasons round the orbit Each morning a different tale Told with cracked and bleeding lips And palms as dried as leaves, clapping With hazy dust in its wake Dancing saliently to the tune it dictates When man makes an enemy of his friend For its pangs are deadly And its embrace treacherous. © Onaopemipo '20 If you enjoy the poem, you can also read more of my stories, see my designs and artworks here