My Strawberry – December 24, 2009 at 1:43pm

A flower… made me. Like a sheep at the altar… Like a thief at the slaughter… Like He at Golgotha, my mind was rumbling, mumbling and tumbling. “Should I make a rose out of these ashes? Or should I cling to the ashes of a rose?” Enough hurry Too much scurry Enough flurries Too much…

Yes, I’m here – February 1, 2010 at 6:49pm

Sanmi Abiodun is different things to different people. Physically, he is Confident, Tidy and Suave. He describes himself as a son with a unique vision, a desperate mission and the requisite passion to drive his dream and actually take the world by storm. He is resolved to transform the current set of the tender generation…