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Here is a link to a short film written by me, Egbemawei D. Sammy.

Starring: Kiki Omeili, Princess Unigwe
Directed by: Iyke Okeagwu
Written by: Egbemawei D. Sammy

A Trino Studios / Urban Touch Production



Here is a link to a short film written by me, Egbemawei D. Sammy.

Starring: Victor ‘Vsix’ Godfrey
Directed by: Iyke Okeagwu
Written by: Egbemawei D. Sammy

A Trino Studios / Urban Touch Production

Children’s Day

“Woh wari lah de, woh wari lah de. Woh sah wari lah ah, woh sah wari lah ah.”

Translation: “We have gotten home, we have gotten home. We haven’t gotten home yet, we haven’t gotten home yet.”

It’s a made up song my siblings and I sang on our way home from nursery and primary school. It was the epitome of childhood, a period where we had no worries.

At that time the world didn’t make sense, but I didn’t know it yet.

We would get home and on the kitchen table my mom would have laid out her latest experiments: meatpies, cakes and sausages, on which we would gorge ourselves after greeting “Mama doh.”

Innocent days when we played with little worry. The boys who played with girls were ‘woman wrapper’, playboys.
And of course I was one of them: I had ‘wives’.

And the games we played!
Ten ten, catcher, police and thief, suwe, “I call on”, hide and seek, just to name a few.
Games that seem to have died out with my generation.
Games that made us scream and run and argue.
Games that got us in trouble with our elder siblings and parents, because of how much noise we made.

The amount of noise we made was directly proportional to the level of fun we were having.

But now I’m older, I can see how much the world doesn’t make sense.

I look in the newspapers now, browse the web, and I remember #bringbackourgirls.
What happened to children growing up without a care in the world, without threat of bomb blasts and kidnappings by Boko Haram.

And I wonder what sort of childhood is to be inherited by my kid siblings Kuro, Victory, Gbapamor and Bra, as well as their generation.

For the world still doesn’t make sense. But now they’re the ones who don’t know it.

But still, to every child out there, even if it’s a day late I wish you a Happy Children’s Day.


P.S – Happy birthday to my sister Zikki who will ALWAYS be a child.

Zikki 16

Egbemawei D. Sammy

April Fool 2015

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April fool
Is a time of lies and mistruths
So I urge you to figure out what these words mean
“I love you.”

Between Us

– Egbemawei D. Sammy


Nigeria Elections

As I arise I visualise the eyes of spies that rise
To cause defeat and sweep off its feet this amazing feat
Of ideas I hear, here and there
To reform Nigeria’s political sphere.

If this politics sticks like ticks
To suck the blood and curb the flood
Listen to the tick tock of the doomsday clock…
The nation will sink with each wink of sleep.

To make us wake we must take and break
The horns and thorns at the core
The selfish weed and greed that feeds only its need
Who believe they live above democracy. ‎

Arise, O compatriots, but trot to riot not
Surge forth for comfort of a peaceful sort 
I seek to speak for the meek and weak
Who save to not be slaves to the grave. 

Embrace the race apace for grace 
Let your vote tote your dreams and hope
PDP and APC bow to your PVC
Do not let anyone piss on this piece of peace. 

Egbemawei D. Sammy

Better Than Your Source

Dream Big 2

Do not forget where you came from,
But is it somewhere you wish to remain?
Are those shoes you have grown out of
Or shoes you want to fill again?

If you feel better than where you came from,
There is no shame in advancing yourself to grow further.
Once your wings have been spread to the horizon,
There is little need for a closed world again.

Dream big, soar free,
But do not get lost in fantasy
For the only real purpose for a dream
Is to become a reality.

Egbemawei D. Sammy

The Nile

The Nile

More times than I care to count, I visit the Nile
It is my soft spot, my solace, my sanctuary
It is where I go when I don’t want to think for a while
It is where I go when I need to hide.

In the Nile, I get to forget
That things in my world have lost direction
With my head in the sand, there’s no need to accept
Sad, disheartening information.

Tears do not fall in the Nile
Or maybe they do, maybe that’s why
The Nile has a sharp, salty tang
Of regret and sadness that we deny.

Your world might be crashing down around your ears
Might be facing a lawsuit, and have no suit to wear
Or maybe an essay is due, and you’re running out of time
Psshh, those worries do not exist in the Nile.

The world is going to pieces, the ozone is burning
We’re facing deadly diseases, millions are dying
The sea level is rising, but it won’t harm me for a while
I do not need to worry while I’m in the Nile.

But the Nile is to be visited, do not live in the Nile
You can come here for fresh air, stay a little while
But you still have to tackle your problems, hopefully with a smile
For not everything disappears while you’re in the Nile.

“I deny living in the Nile.”
– Egbemawei D. Sammy

Happy New Year 2015

Happy New Year 2015

As to the start of the new year you embark
Allow your soul bare itself, stark
Allow your feelings to awaken
Let your pain and anger be forsaken
Depression and heartbreak broken.

To the season, listen
To the sounds that abound around
This winter
As the days become shorter
And the nights get colder
Let your feelings become stronger
Let hugs linger
Become a smile bringer.

The year with happiness
Love and peace and gladness
Of spirit and heart, start
A new race of progress,
Motivated into success,
Today the year begins.
Welcome to 2015.

Happy new year all.
Egbemawei Dimiyei Sammy


It’s Christmas
My goodness, it’s christmas
Where are all the cars?
The people, I hear no laughs
Outside, I hear no singing
No firecrackers, no ringing
Bells or phones, all indoors
Present wrappings on the floors

Wait, that was last year, in another city
I’m back home where it’s different
How we mark the year
With christmas in the air, I hear
Firecrackers loudly banging, and
People shouting and singing, feeling
At home, sweet home, and thinking
This is how christmas should be.



Run when you can
As fast as you can
As far as you can
Until you can run no more
And even then, keep running
Away from danger
And towards your future.

But if your future is in danger,
Make up your mind,
Gird yourself,
Brace yourself
And run towards your future.

Run to face this danger
And keep running
With all determination
Until you win the marathon
And you find where you want to stop.