By Rotimi Babatunde— As a writer, the best gift you can give yourself is the gift of freedom. Freedom to dare and freedom from fear. Freedom to write about any subject you wish, using whatever style you deem apposite. Freedom...

GROWTHS (I)   He comes to sit with me today the old man to tell me the things in his eyes How they sit there growing like cataracts making demands on him, his pension   He does not show me but I see other places were life has...