Next to the commodities of corruption, and religion, however, Nigeria is the world capital of rumour mongering.

Suddenly the world has run amok and left you alone and sane behind

My horizon on humanity is enlarged by reading the writers of poems, seeing a painting, listening to some music, some opera, which has nothing at all to do with a volatile human condition or struggle or whatever. It enriches me as a human being.

Power is domination, control, and therefore a very selective form of truth which is a lie.

Some of us – poets are not exactly poets. We live sometimes – beyond the word.

I cannot accept the definition of collective good as articulated by a privileged minority in society, especially when that minority is in power.

There is only one home to the life of a river-mussel; there is only one home to the life of a tortoise; there is only one shell to the soul of man: there is only one world to the spirit of our race. If that world leaves its course and smashes on boulders of the great void, whose world will give us shelter?