Razaq Ivori is a prolific writer who began his career in writing as a ghost pen for the rich and famous. He wrote their auto biographies for a fee until his last book Elevating the women for mrs Titi Atiku. He moved on to the institute of journalism where he studied multimedia techniques and began working for an Abuja firm soon after his HND in journalism.
His literary works include blood and kin a Sci-Fi African drama piece and the adventures of illinick slyed a radio drama written for the BBC but was never submitted.
His current literary scheme is to bring back the art of the quintessential Town Crier poetic semantics: he dubs narrative news. A system where actual news content is infused in free flow prose rendition though in English but not without the characteristic melodic chant of the past.
For six months Ivori premiered this art at the Bogobiri lounge in ikoyi, where some say the uproar it generated prompted the proprietors to establish a full scale stage house next door for performance poetry.
Today the poet, writer, journalist has put all away to make his theatric experiment a reality. The full content like he humbly puts it will give birth to ‘SAO’ [THE STANDERD AFRICAN OPERA]
Starvation partakes in the bill of sanctions
Fundamental instincts make fool of treatise
Gorillas break necks crushing the bones of any sex
War is next
Parents in the suplex of their own vex
Panties panting hanging from silk tie armanis
Janitors doing the hepatitis
Syrians drown in the weapons of settlements
Parliament’s discussions stink to extortions Infidels becoming dissidents
Rivalries stark in the irises of the union jack
Black spiders scrambling to be insiders
Anglicans dancing on the coffins of ze Vaticans [ze = foreign gibberish]
Its all that the mind can take I can’t stand 2x
Its all that the mind can take I can’t have it 2x
Idiosyncrasies germinate from Japanese diseases
Automatic gears clunk the mind to grind like spears
It’s a zero to sixty turbo techniques thrown in by lunatics
Tactic, caution, soft touch pedals dares your aggression
There are steals stolen vermin’s virgined
Rats smarter that cats
Men that drink the milk of men
O lord its all that the mind can take [I cant stand it I cant stand]