Biography of Lekan Malik
Lekan Malik was born into a royal clan in Ikorodu Local Government Area of Lagos State. He is the first child of his parents. He attended Oriwu Model College, Ikorodu and the prominent Lagos State University (L.A.S.U) to study English Language and Literature.
In 2012, he published his collection of short-stories, titled, 'It Happened That Night and Other Stories' which some schools already adopted and included in their curriculum. The themes in the collection vary, ranging from Mystery, Love, Poverty, Feminism, Religion, Culture Clash e.t.c
'Voice from the Citadel', a poetry collection was published in 2013. In this work, Lekan Malik actually met the literary expectations of the intelligentsia. " He used the effect of sonority in literary expression to demonstrate the power behind the ideas that are covered within the lineage of poetic rendition." -Akwen Charles, Lecturer, University of Lagos(UNILAG) .
In 2014, his poem, 'Hope' gained recognition. It was published in three different Newspapers within the time-frame of twenty-two days and it was read nationwide. In The 2014 Literary Awards of Creative Writers' Association of Nigeria, Lekan Malik was awarded under the poetry category.
It was predicted that he would make a good teacher. His teaching skills are unique and incontestable.
He is the Founder, Citadel of the Literati and currently, the Co-ordinator, Creative Writers' Association of Nigeria(CWAN) Lagos State Chapter.
Lekan Malik's Works:
It Happened That Night and Other Stories
Voice From the Citedel
Lekan Malik Poems
To An Half Mast Flag
Even if I was not informed, Or orientated enough, Concerning your half mast posture, But seeing you awkwardly,
In the dark, We saw their shadow In the dim of the light Getting closer to us.
In war, There is no warrior. Every man is for himself. Then you see them,
Comrades! Give me your ears. It seems the so called Callous human beings
Neither Rat Nor Bird
Spontaneously I was created With features of a rat And qualities of a bird. I belonged to the two.
The Hot Tempered
You don’t need to fight, Before proving your right. Issues may arise so tight And make blockage to your sight.
A True African
I see Africa I speak Africa I drink Africa I eat Africa
God, I Need An Answer!
God, I need an answer! Why am I in danger? Still, my foes give me anger. Your powers, they said is wonder.
God, Are You Still There?
God, are you still there? I want you to be near Because my enemies are giving me fear.
God, Devil And I
In a quandary I stand At the front of these Two doors. Neither covetous nor acquisitive,
Eulogy Of My Heart
Oh! how beautiful you are my only bride. Come to me, I need you by my side. For your love is delightful to be a pride. In your heart I want to reside.
Citadel Of The Literati
In the citadel of the literati, Where all members gathered With concordance of their literature Which are admissible evidence
Helper of destiny, Someone who assists in attaining goals, A diviner, who illuminates the pathway to greatness, A palmist, who reveals
Still On The Race
Still on the long, long race, Struggling vehemently for the mace. The track is filled with obstructions To derail my mind’s determinations.
Eulogy Of My Heart
Oh! how beautiful you are my only bride.
Come to me, I need you by my side.
For your love is delightful to be a pride.
In your heart I want to reside.
Rejecting me would be a great pain.
My tears alone would make a mighty rain.
Now you are mine, it’s a pleasant gain.
I have your beauty picture in my brain.