A MAN MONSTER
A MAN-MONSTER I left church around 3am after vigil on that Friday. Though, I would be going for a screening by 7:30am in the morning, that was not the reason for leaving at that time. I left because it was my style. Before and after then, our pastor had always implored us not to leave the church immediately after the vigil. It was as though my ears were deaf to his appeals. Of course, that was not the first time I would be leaving the church around 3am. My first experience proffered me huge confidence that kept me entangled to the style. I walked in the pace of a running athlete that day but was not even challenged by anyone. So, on that Friday too, I bounced out of the church like a maggot sprawling out of an overripe Agbalumo . I took my usual route; a street named after one rich Alhaji . The man had gifted the street sufficient streetlights earlier that year, so everywhere ...