Sir. Abunerry

AT THE ROYAL BONFIRE After two market days, I travelled home since I had recovered from the injury I had incurred. The intention was to inform my clanmates about Laker, the only girl everyone craved in Magwi. Luckily, my arrival coincided with an organised Kal Kwaro Day. Kal Kwaro Day was when the king blessed all the princes in the kingdom. Among others, I was the lead prince. When evening came, we gathered at the palace around the bonfire. My father asked how my stay in Magwi had been. I told him and all the members everything that had happened and how Laker had hooked me. Yes, she had hooked me, and I could not do without her. The bright, shiny teeth, the breasts that looked like our beautiful mountain’s peak, and the dance steps she made were unbeatable. Who else could make the whole kingdom shake when Laker appeared on the stage? It was as if the gathering had heard sad news from Ajwaka, the chief spirit. Nobody said anything. I became scared. What is wrong? I wondered. O...

Part 2. THE NIGHT WITHOUT LAKER IN THE BE The pain from the blow of the Akwaya gnaws at my nerves. I slipped from the Yat Yaa and nearly fell into the river. Help! I shouted. Okeny and the others only laughed mockingly. Quickly, I climbed down the tree and hurried home to tend the bleeding. I will never forgive that pain. I must touch Laker if I cannot take her home. How can she hit me with an Akwaya? That is a taboo in the kingdom of Gott Lotti. Still, because of her beauty, I will plan better for her. That evening, I did not sit at Wang Oo, as it had always been. The pain was too much to bear. Nobody in the family even bothered to ask why I could not join the bonfire that night. I lay on my Amokoding, a fine bed I crafted from raa lagaada when I became a young man. Soon, the night fell into silence. My mind wandered back to Laker and the drama at the river. No problem—I will push harder. I must win her. In the distance, I could hear the sounds of lyres, harps, and cymbals, with women...

An article to encourage you to fully be a church member Are you a member or considering becoming a member of an association or a club? Being a member of an association or a community is essential for social growth and a sense of belonging, as every individual seeks identity, purpose, and security within a larger social framework. Even growing children naturally desire to join groups that provide order and shared values. Collaboration continues to be a vital element of success, as no visionary person can flourish in isolation. In the same way, biblical figures such as Paul , who worked with Timothy and Barnabas , demonstrated the power of membership. Likewise, Jesus , who chose twelve apostles, also highlighted the importance of partnership and teamwork. Contextually, for believers today, participation in a local church is vital for spiritual maturity, identity development, restoration, and obedience to God 's command to fellowship. Active membership not only fosters growth but als...

The weather was hot. The boys gathered under the tamarind tree, its shadow swiftly travelling from west to east. “What should we do?” Okeny asked. “Let’s go swimming,” I replied. We all headed to the stream — Wang Ayii — our usual place for swimming. Between us stood a large yat lam , the tree that separates the girls’ side from the boys’. Sometimes, when the season allows, we meet at a point farther along the river. The girls of different ages often sing their favourite songs as they swim or wash clothes. Others intentionally bring their laundry just to be part of the fun. As the sun tilts toward evening, the younger girls return home, while the older ones stay or come to bathe. Laker would always arrive with her collection of utensils. She came with two friends and her young sister, whose presence could ease any tense moment. Laker was carefully watched because of her beauty and virtue. No girl could match her humility. She worked like a bee, and every village boy admired her — I ...

Poem – November 4, 2025 Who Am I? I don’t seek followers,  Only those who understand my message I offer nothing personal Only words from ink. Obey my ink for two reasons It is gentle and calm like a dove, to those who deserve kindness a blessing to the common citizen. It is sharp and cutting like a double-edged sword. exposing the true enemies of the people. My pen is my weapon, unforgettable and unstoppable. striking in every direction. Who am I? I am a gifted teacher, seeking invisible treasures. A poet, healing and informing broken souls. A singer, lifting and strengthening hearts. An advocate, calling attention where it’s due. Together, we Roll out the vagabonds. Dismantle the crooks. Blaze away the chaos. Not bullets, but ballots. Not guns, but pens. We confuse them; we conquer them. We are the citizens. We are the commons. Together tight, together right! Poet; abunerry, ayella  

Picture for illustrations only.   Poem – November 2025 What else can I say? Our education system is one of the strongest— One that could build paradise on earth, One that could employ millions in a single day, One that could turn war into peace. But one thing remains a nightmare— The Mismanagement of the System. What else can I say? Pupils learn in unprofessional spaces. The classroom is but the shade of a tree That keeps shifting from west to east. When storms come, lessons end abruptly; When the sky rains, the school shuts down for the day. One thing remains a nightmare— The Mismanagement of the System. What else can I say? Low-salaried professionals are abandoned. While the unqualified steer the wheel through the dark. They endure to deliver, yet ahead lies a deep pit. What a tragedy! What a loss of life and purpose! One thing remains a nightmare— The Mismanagement of the System. What else can I say? Despite all commitments, Pens still dribble freely i...