The Commissioner for Oaths

No foreword

No preface

No author’s note

No forewarning –

Just two short stories

For your reading pleasure

For one, I guess, you’ll be fine

For the other: my disclaimer

Should someone crack their ribs.

It was meant to be a seven-lobe kola offering

But 2020 was fast-forwarding schemes to leave me empty handed

Which was why I had to plead with Baba God –

I will not be at the cross-over night, tonight

But please, baba God,

Bear me still on eagle’s wings

Beyond where that one-night stand would have taken me

As I prepare the other lobes

Of the print edition

For the world to chew.

H A P P Y N E W Y E A R

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