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What would you do, if you find out that the person whom you love so much shuns you and goes for your best friend? |
What is the future of the super eagles? where does it lie? what ammendaments have the NFA made since the last african cup of nations? what organisational strategy is in place? Are we ever going to have a team as good as the 1994 one again? why are the mighty falling? |
The day he used his wife's pant, to wipe his face on the pulpit, thinking it' was handkerchief The day his stomach crumbled in the theatre, and people thought he farted. The day he warned his kids never to swear, and he fell off the stairs and said 'fucking hell'. The day he wore two different shoes to a celebrity party, and children gathered around him and made jest of him. The day he slapped his wife, and his pastor caught him in the act. The day his choir master found a condom in the middle of his bible. The night he got home late with a kiss of lipstick on his cheek. The night his teenage daughther caught him watching a porn movie. The day he gave a testimony and his wife shouted 'it's a lie'. |
The day he used his wife's pant, to wipe his face on the pulpit, thinking it' was handkerchief The day his stomach crumbled in the theatre, and people thought he farted. The day he warned his kids never to swear, and he fell off the stairs and said 'fucking hell'. The day he wore two different shoes to a celebrity party, and children gathered around him and made jest of him. The day he slapped his wife, and his pastor caught him in the act. The day his choir master found a condom in the middle of his bible. The night he got home late with a kiss of lipstick on his cheek. The night his teenage daughther caught him watching a porn movie. The day he gave a testimony in the church and his wife shouted 'it's a lie'. |
Taking gleeful flights, fluttering from here to younder, gorgeous romantic prince the lonely sun's companion. Beautiful lustrous eyes, bulged out like rockets wings as frosty puffs his legs, fine wires. soaring from petals to petals, kissing juicy pollens, carassing, sucking, nimbling, flower's hidden nipples. |
Smash colonisation! smash imperialism! These ugly twins have done a lot of evils and havoc on our beautiful continent. Enough is enough! Imperalists have imposed on africans a depressing culture of consumerism, they even went as far as trying to erase our history and potray africans to the world as a continent without a history. but thanks to activists like Kwame Nkrumah, shelley, martin luther king and dubois for their sacrifices, vision, passion and hard work in preventing this from happening. The first havoc that our enemies have done to mother africa, is by potraying a negative and misleading image of Africa and africans on the media for the world to digest which promotes racism and injustice. The western media potray africa as a jungle, a place that even a pig would blush when taken there to live in. They show-case to the world the images of naked men and women living in villages in africa, without considering the negative impact it would have on the ignorant viewers and the reduction in the dignity of the african race. This issue was raised up by a pan africanist, in a pan- african meeting held last week in london. She was angry at the injustice and the inhumanity of the imperalist media, in the stigmatization of africans. Can't we put forward this case in the high court for justice to be done? she asked. Hell no was the anwser she was given. our oppressors the imperalists are the judges in the court and of course they would manipulate the case as they have always done the past , to justify their actions. Just last month, a uk professor wrote on the newspaper "if the intelligence and intellects of africans are combined, it would only sum up to seventy percent" - meaning that black people are 30 percent inferior than white people. This is very derogatory and insulting, but what can we do? Abosolutely nothing, except we fight for our freedom against this treatment. This isn't an easy battle, but i know that God will see us through. Secondly, africans are often potrayed as poverty striken people; with the billions of charity adverts shown on the media by our oppressors. This act makes me angry , why? Because the imperalists are the cause of the problems that innundates africa. They work in collaboration with the african leadersin exploiting the masses. To get the full essay, contact the author @ ayodecent@yahoo.com The key to africa's development is in the secret court of the imperalists and except we destroy their court, by smashing imperalism and neo-colonisation, Africa's situation will continue to grow worse, and the people will continue to live in ignorance. |
How many of you support the idea of setting aside a day, to celebrate the struggles of Africans at home and in the diaspora every year which started in 1958 in Ghana- African liberation day. I personally do not support the idea because i believe that everday is a struggle for africans around the world, with the high level of injustice put forward by the african economic terrorists the IMF and world bank, our oppressors the bourgeousis - our political leaders -neo-colonisation (white power on a black face) and our oppressors the united snakes of america and europe. What do you think? |
Only God knows where the world is taking us to. My brothers and sisters in the Lord, the director and producer of this film must be a devil's advocate. please do not relent in your faith, let us intercede for others. Cheers. |
Many days and nights, I walked untill I reached the end of the world. I stopped at the sea; played with the eels whales and sharks planted roses 'neath waters blue and for a moment I swam with dolphins. Leaving the sea, I went into the jungle, wandered through the woods and there I saw a tree bearing fruits as big as the London Eye A tree as tall as the sky; branches adorned by birds with beauteous beaks and colorful feathers, bright and beautiful under the shimmering heat of summer Leaving the forest, crossing a river, I found a cave in which I rested my tired body. I lay down contemplating in amazement the wondrous beauty of life until it hit my mind I was lost Where was I? Titillation and excitement had carried me away. I ran back through the forest crossed the river till I returned to the sea but could not find the way home I cried and shouted from morning till night for help only the deep blue sea could hear my thunderous calls But a soft, sweet tap brought me back to life, and I realized I was lost in your eyes. Helen Araromi |
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