James Mallum is a Nigerian-born scriptwriter and poet. As a precocious child he had read over fifty novels of different genres which were a collection from his mother's rich library. At the age of nine, he was already writing short audio plays that he caste with his younger siblings and recorded on audio cassettes. No doubt he is a gifted writer with the special talent of conjugating imagery and explosive images in a torrent of words.
I want to play
Like I used to when a napkin was as much a pant
As a pair of jeans
When there was still twilight in the west
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There's a song in our hearts
Who will sing along
If only we could dance
But we are too busy on the run
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Some too are lost and blind
With a vacuum lagging and filling inside
Like a comet flashing across the sky
They let the Universe their fate decide
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I pledge to this land
By the beauty of the Nile
Where even angels sigh
To a people black and bold
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Let me tell you about myself
And take these secrets off the shelf
Back then I was young
Life... Love... such a sweet song
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