God was cooking
He put the fuel...

Oil is like gold
Similar hue...

You cannot have grasped the quandary
The elections must hold...

Dark heart and a hurt head
There is disappointment in my soul...

Haikus are my kind
Easy to write...

Silver halides are used
To make films...

It is the feel of a family united
In love and comfort...

A spade is in my hand
Dirty spade in my hand...

Harmattan is the dry season in Africa
In the North the mallams...

Profuse strength
Agile walk...

When I came newly to Africa
I met a young man...

I have today a hollow heart;
Best friend says I'm insatiable...