Home The Flora Our lives as a parade ground Our lives as a parade ground By Nwannediuto 112 As in the game of the monsterWhere souls of same colours are stackedTo cause a burst…an extinctionZuma. Our lives as a parade groundAnd we marching at our own paceLeft foot, then right footRight foot, then left footWe are not toy soldiers. Related ArticlesMore From Author The Flora A weekend adventure – a trip to Ngwo pine forest, cave and waterfall. Photography Living things The Flora A day at the Rele Art Gallery. Photography Best views of the sunset in my city before the harmattan Photography Boy from the northside. Leave A Reply Cancel reply Please enter your comment! Please enter your name here You have entered an incorrect email address! Please enter your email address here Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.