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Dating And Meet-up ZoneRe: Who Is Interested In A Nutty Bbm Group.. 8 Guys And 10gurls by devimcy: 7:29am On Nov 01, 2013
I m interests let's go there
Dating And Meet-up ZoneRe: Bbm Pin Exchange by devimcy: 7:02am On Nov 01, 2013
girls n sugar mummies in Niger state n it environ can reach their sex dream through my hot pin 7c03f9fe just add
LiteratureRe: Vimcy " A 9ja Guy Like Me" by devimcy(op): 7:56pm On Jul 04, 2011
seems no one is reminisces
LiteratureVimcy " A 9ja Guy Like Me" by devimcy(op): 3:51pm On Jun 18, 2011
[center]" a 9ja Guy like me"
I still remember my poor neighborhood
How I used to sit n wait for crumbs
Perhaps I could quench fire of hunger
Emanating from my stomach n brain.

2hours had passed
Yet no one recognized my presence
3hours had passed
and each step as though coming to me
4hours had passed
and my mouth still opened
Waiting to answer a call that I never heard.

Now my miserable self is walking away
To bury itself on mama’s foam
Praying to God alone
To sustain this troubled soul

I’ll never forget my cruel neighbor
That met my problem with spoilt beans
This threatened to seize my breath
I still remember the number of beans
In her red round plate.

I still remember the night
I lay with a mad man behind me
I have not forgotten the rain that woke me up that night.
Behind the corridor of our pit latrine
I still feel it cold sometimes.

If I’ve a pen
I’ll write about my life
I’ll tell of my encounter with men n ghost
I’ll narrate my entire encounter with beasts’ n monsters
Even how I kept my dreams in the midst of nightmares.

I still remember those that mocked me
When I wore rags n hunt rats,
Even those that despise me
When I wine n dine in the same plate with pigs
I’ve not forgotten.

I still remember Juliet my first love
Fairest of all women I ever met
Tender n comely to behold,
I’ve not forgotten how I shivered
Like one exposed to zero degree weather
The first time I met her,
I had never forgotten how I was overcame
By sorrow n pain inflicted upon me by
Harsh condition n uncertainties
When I try to express my deep affection for her.

I still remember
The road to yam market
I still remember my spot in a white Toyota bus
I still recall the number of times
We frequent that path on daily basis
I’ve not forgotten
Those women who felt sorry
For a 12 years old bus conductor.

I still remember
The number of bus that overtook me
As I trekked to and fro high school
I still remember the number of pot holes
On that path.

I still remember the first time I cried
I cried when no one could understand my pain
I cried for love that I never had
I cried for my lost script
Instead of consolation all I received,
Was a shout n a closed door
So I cried.

I still remember the day
A clergy told me that my dad is not fit to live
I still remember all the pain I nursed as a little boy
I’ve not forgotten all the odd moments of my life
But I had let them behind me.

All my life
I’ve tried to forgive everything
That ever hurt me
But somehow
I still remember.
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Poems For ReviewRe: Please Kidnap Me by devimcy(op): 2:18pm On Nov 25, 2009
@ maedam n sweetpie our predicaments in this country is like "wow"
but somehow i know that lucifer will not remain in papal's throne forever
someday our nation will rise then their will be no need to rebrand
n may be instead of kidnap me it's is going to be embrace me
Poems For ReviewRe: Please Kidnap Me by devimcy(op): 2:12pm On Nov 24, 2009
thanks gbo for appreciating the contents of my poem
it was born out of pain n anger of our country's predicament
(measure ur worth by the number of people planning to kidnap you)
Poems For ReviewPlease Kidnap Me by devimcy(op): 3:15pm On Nov 16, 2009
Please Kidnap Me

I’m a Nigerian
I’m an independent prisoner
My leaders are my oppressors
I’m blessed with abundance
Yet deprived of its pleasure
When I cried no one heard me
When I pray it contends with my ceiling
My soul is wearied n my body tired
Please Kidnap me.

I’m a Nigerian
I was born with silver spoon
Yet devour my meal with rubber
I am a victim of all crises
An attack in Iraq
Can result to blood shed in my environ
Dollars melt down
Can result to naira freezing
An outbreak of virus in china
Can eliminate all of my country men n women
So I am hunted by fear of survival
Please kidnap me.

I’m a Nigerian
I wrote various tests to get to college
Yet on graduation
I live on the mercy of touts
My institutions are confused as confusion itself
They bridged the gulf between justice n evil with traps
So we lost most of our brothers n sisters in their quest for truth
And now I am afraid to exercise my right
But endures to live with my left
Please kidnap me.

I’m a Nigerian
Don’t be mad at me
If you hear people call me militants
Or labeled street urchins on the dailies
My condition had left me with guns
N my circumstance left me with empty plates
I have combed the nooks n crannies of my town for job
But found troubles
I have erased all the letters of my key board editing my CV
yet i found no job
Please Kidnap me.

FashionRe: Wat Do U Tink About slim Fitting Jeans 4 Males? by devimcy: 2:47pm On Nov 10, 2009
when i (a guy) wear a tight jean i ensured i put on a large top that will help cover my

rodman each time i lust in my meditation or at sight, this is very importhant cos with

tight jean a guy cannot easily put his hand in his pocket and pack his rod when ever its

agrresive or wanting to, , pardon my gramar pls. i am a victim of this a woman almost

get crushed by a bike where she was looking at a lump in my tight fitted jean.
PoliticsRe: Hillary Clinton At War With Yar'adua And His Clowns by devimcy: 7:33pm On Aug 17, 2009
@ become rich you are the biggest fool i ever meet, i hope you change

too too sentimental for my,

we dont need psychophants like you in this country

hopeless offspring of obassanjo d father of this mess we are talking about
Poems For ReviewAfrican Child by devimcy(op): 6:09pm On Aug 17, 2009
our habitation is in the brook
we had our apartment in the jungle
where non of our brothers dare
there we dwell with sun
and we cook with fire
the glory of the African child
known to God alone.

the sun clothed us
the air so thick n heavy
we n our environs are museum
our play ground is the farm
our recreational centre is the cave
where we hunt rats n chase rabbits
our fast food joint is on three round stones
where we roast yam n garnished it with red oil
the glory of the African child
known to God alone

our best friends were beasts
there were times we had dinner
in their cave
and their were times we had
our quiet time in the nest with eagles
the glory of the African child
known to God alone

we're original
we're real
though the sun left us dark
it did not tamper our intellect
for our brain is as white as snow
and its riches no mortal can measure
the glory of the African child
known to God alone

events upon events
had threatened to reduce our values
philosophies upon philosophies
vowed that we're coheirs with chimpanzee
but today  the long awaited truth
inscribed right inside the hand of time unfolds
and it reads black is the mother of all race
let he that have ears hear what time is saying
oh! the glory of the African child known to God alone
Poems For ReviewRe: When You Can't Recall My Name by devimcy(op): 5:58pm On Aug 17, 2009
pchima:
@poster

a very nice piece. kudos
thank you my friend
Poems For ReviewA Price Among Thieves by devimcy(op): 11:20am On Aug 04, 2009
A Prince Among Thieves

I knew a man

Born a messiah to his people

He had a dream

A dream of greatness

A dream to usher in bright light of hope

Into dark night of stagnation n poverty

He had a dream

A dream that could transform their cosmic elegy

into glorious psalm of brotherhood.


I knew a man

Who destiny had favored to

accomplish his dream

He was determined to execute his plans to the end

But he was alone in his thought.

His decision was contrary to their opinion

So they gave him pepper when he needed salt

When he ask for reason,

they gave him sword to put on his people neck.

He invoked a transforming agenda

They converted it to a comic show.


I knew a man

Whose friends, brought his dream to ruin

A man whom situation threatens his dream

And today only slight different exist

between him n his fellows

They now wine and dine with corruption.

Leaving the people he was meant to deliver

On filthy rag of poverty.

I knew a man

Who God will judge one day

A man whose instructors n mentors

Shall face justice someday

And the people shall trample upon them

and their works that day.


wet ur appetite @ www.devimcy. n leave a line for me

Poems For ReviewI Still Remember by devimcy(op): 7:46pm On Jul 28, 2009
I still remember my poor neighborhood
How I used to sit n wait for crumbs
Perhaps I could quench fire of hunger
Emanating from my stomach n brain.

2hours had passed
Yet no one recognized my presence
3hours had passed
and each step as though coming to me
4hours had passed
and my mouth still opened
Waiting to answer a call that I never heard.

Now my miserable self is walking away
To bury itself on mama’s foam
Praying to God alone
To sustain this troubled soul

I’ll never forget my cruel neighbor
That met my problem with spoilt beans
This threatened to seize my breath
I still remember the number of beans
In her red round plate.

I still remember the night
I lay with a mad man behind me
I have not forgotten the rain that woke me up that night
Behind the corridor of our pit latrine
I still feel it cold sometimes.

If I’ve a pen
I’ll write about my life
I’ll tell of my encounter with men n ghost
I’ll narrate my entire encounter with beasts’ n monsters
Even how I kept my dreams in the midst of nightmares.

I still remember those that mocked me
When I wore rags n hunt rats,
Even those that despise me
When I wine n dine in the same plate with pigs
I’ve not forgotten.

I still remember Juliet my first love
Fairest of all women I ever met
Tender n comely to behold,
I’ve not forgotten how I shivered
Like one exposed to zero degree weather
The first time I met her,
I had never forgotten how I was overcame
By sorrow n pain inflicted upon me by
Harsh condition n uncertainties
When I try to express my deep affection for her.

I still remember
The road to yam market
I still remember my spot in a white Toyota bus
I still recall the number of times
We frequent that path on daily basis
I’ve not forgotten
Those women who felt sorry
For a 12 years old bus conductor.

I still remember
The number of bus that overtook me
As I trekked to and fro high school
I still remember the number of pot holes
On that path.

I still remember the first time I cried
I cried when no one could understand my pain
I cried for love that I never had
I cried for my lost script
Instead of consolation all I received
Was a shout n a closed door
So I cried.

I still remember the day
A clergy told me that my dad is not fit to live
I still remember all the pain I nursed as a little boy
I’ve not forgotten all the odd moments of my life
But I had let them behind me.

All my life
I’ve tried to forgive everything
That ever hurt me
But somehow
I still remember.

Poems For ReviewRe: When You Can't Recall My Name by devimcy(op): 7:39pm On Jul 28, 2009
@ minute thanx a million times
Nairaland GeneralIntroducing The First Black Miss England by devimcy(op): 12:20pm On Jul 22, 2009
Rachel Christie: Introducing the First Black Miss England


Time Out London History was made last night in London.

Great Britain crowned 20-year-old Rachel Christie as Miss England during the country's annual pageant at London's Metropole Hilton Hotel

Competing as Miss London City, Christie edged out her rivals to claim the title and will now compete for the Miss World crown in Johannesburg in December.

But competition is nothing new for this London-born beauty.

Christie specializes in the heptathlon and the 400 meters and is hoping to join the ranks of the 2012 London Olympic Games.

Her uncle is British Olympic gold medalist Linford Christie, who stands as the most decorated British athlete. He is also regarded as the second fastest European in history and even has a stadium in West London named in his honor.

"My ambition in life is to compete and win gold in the 2012 Olympics," Christie told reporters. "I would also love to do well in Miss England. I want to be successful in whatever I choose to do in life."

Katrina Hodge, a 21-year-old soldier decorated for her bravery in Iraq, came in second in the Miss England grand final, which was decided after a public vote.

According to the pageant's Web site, "the girls are talented, healthy and well-educated and are all vying for the privilege of representing England at the Miss World contest in South Africa later in the year."

"And before you ask, there are no size zeros in this bunch either! All the girls take an avid interest in sport and dance, so healthy eating plays a major part in their lives , you won't find them pushing a side salad round the plate," pageant spokesperson Dee Carpenter said.

Though it boasted an entry list that "looks like a veritable roll call of stunning young women from all backgrounds and ethnicity, representing a truly multicultural England," detractors tried to mire the event.

Outside of the pageant, protesters held banners bearing signs that read "every woman is a queen" and "beauty is not skin deep." London's Daily Mail newspaper reported that last night's protest echoed similar demonstrations held last year when the Miss University London competition was branded "misogynist" by some student groups.

"This is absolutely fantastic," London-based media personality, singer and fashion designer Mica Paris told The BV Newswire about the news. "Thank God; this sends a message to the media in Britain that black is beautiful too."

Poems For ReviewI Am Jobless by devimcy(op): 7:52pm On Jul 13, 2009
[center]I am Jobless[/center][s][/s]

Somehow, I’m use to the way,
shame opens up n swallow me
each time I go out to look for a job.
Or the noise and chanting emanating
From the soul of my shoe each time
I run for a bus……,

It has gotten to that level

And now, each night I count
the number of people passing our street,
And each night I get the same number.
And when it rains, I count their footprints,

And then last night, I tiptoed to my beloved apartment
and heard her talking to someone.
Who could be this beast that threatened my happiness
I wondered in tears,
And when I opened the door there was no one ……….
Only my love on her knees ,
praying to God, to get me a job.
PoliticsRe: Massob Are On Government Payroll by devimcy: 12:56pm On Jul 11, 2009
Billy Muse or what do you call urself

you are the biggest foool on earth

you call OJUKWU a coward

YOu are the biggest IGNORAMUS on earth

my problem with most of u is that you don't understand english

please don't repeat such.

Poems For ReviewRe: When You Can't Recall My Name by devimcy(op): 5:28pm On Jul 07, 2009
thanx MR. nex
Poems For ReviewAn Epistle From Niger-delta by devimcy(op): 1:53pm On Jul 06, 2009
our house is on fire

by men on strange attire

we sought for gun to hire

to frustrate these glutons till they are tired

for they have made our people thin like wire.


they have ransacked the nooks n cranny of our towns

perhaps they could have treasure to purchase some crowns

our soils they've rendered useless

behold our farmers coming back from the field helpless

with token our traitors had gotten our leaders influence

while they live abroad in affluence.


to whom much is given much is required

to us much is given but little we've acquired

so we've decided to do something

before the Lord of the land return

lest He accuses us of doing nothing

with the treasure he left in our bosom

n the little we acquired will be given to our traitors.


To enjoy our resources we must fight

so our brothers once whispered to us

but our oppresors deceived n moved away our conscience with a Bus

yes! all of us.


Now that we've tasted of the forbiden fruit in the pipe

our eyes like Adam is open Wide

to behold the richies that abound in our land

n the chain that binds our hands.


So we've decided to fight till we die

we've decided to entertain no more lies

better for all of us to die in pieces

than to live in penury in peace

in a land flowing with vast ocean of opportunities.


we'll trade our clothes for rifles

we will trade our life for death

for the glory of generation unborn

we'll fight perhaps our enemies we can set ablaze

perhaps we'll recover our treasure n make most of it

so when the master comes we will account of how we use it

this is our faith that's why we fight

we're not millitants but seekers of justice.

CelebritiesJordan Chandler Confessed ; I Lied About Michael Jackson, My Dad Forced Me To Do by devimcy(op): 10:49am On Jul 01, 2009
After the sudden death of Michael Jackson Evan Chandler tells the truth. In 1993, Chandler told a psychiatrist and police that he and Jackson had engaged in sexual acts that included MouthAction, the boy gave detailed description of Jackson’s genitals. The case was settled out of court for a reported $22 million, but the strain led Jackson to begin taking painkillers. Eventually he became addicted.

Now maybe for the remorse of his death Chandler decides to tell us the truth. ” I never meant to lie and destroy Michael Jackson but my father made me to tell only lies. Now i can’t tell Michael how much i’m sorry and if he will forgive me ”.Evan Chandler was tape-
men i foud this piece of information on a blog n i was like wow,how true ?

recorded saying amongst other things, “If I go through with this, I win big-time. There’s no way I lose. I will get everything I want and they will be destroyed forever…

Under the influence of a controversial father (Jordan Chandler) told his son to tell that Jackson had touched his penis.Jordan Chandler then told a psychiatrist and later police that he and Jackson had engaged in acts of kissing, masturbation and MouthAction, as well as giving a detailed description of what he alleged were the singer’s genitals.
” Now for the first time i can’t bare to lie anymore. Michael Jackson didn’t do anything to me, all was my father lies to escape from being poor.”

http://wandaphullworld.com/2009/06/28/evan-chandler-i-lied-about-michael-my-dad-made-me-do-it-im-sorry/
Nairaland GeneralAnother Plane Crash Into Indian Ocean by devimcy(op): 7:34pm On Jun 30, 2009
By TOM MALITI and AHMED AL-HAJ, Associated Press Writers

MORONI, Comoros – A Yemeni jetliner carrying 153 people crashed into the Indian Ocean as it came in for a landing during howling winds on the island nation of Comoros. There were conflicting reports about whether a child survived.

The crash came two years after aviation officials reported faults with the plane, an Airbus 310 flying the last leg of a journey from Paris and Marseille to Comoros, with a stop in Yemen to change planes. Most of the passengers were from Comoros, a former French colony. Sixty-six on board were French nationals.

Comoran and Yemeni officials said Tuesday that either a 14-year-old girl or a 5-year-old boy had survived. However, neither report could be immediately verified, nor could earlier reports that three bodies and some plane wreckage had been recovered.

Yemeni civil aviation deputy chief Mohammed Abdul Qader said the flight data recorder had not been found and it was too early to speculate on the cause of the crash. But, he said, the wind was 40 miles per hour (61 kph) as the plane was landing in the middle of the night.

"The weather was very bad," he said, adding the windy conditions were hampering rescue efforts.

The Yemenia plane was the second Airbus to crash into the sea this month. An Air France Airbus A330-200 crashed into the Atlantic Ocean on June 1, killing all 228 people on board, as it flew from Rio de Janeiro to Paris.

The Comoros is an archipelago of three main islands situated 1,800 miles (2,900 kilometers) south of Yemen, between Africa's southeastern coast and the island of Madagascar. It is a former French colony of 700,000 people.

In France, school vacations began this week and many on the plane were heading home to visit.

Gen. Bruno de Bourdoncle de Saint-Salvy, the senior commander for French forces in the southern Indian Ocean, said the Airbus 310 crashed in deep waters about 9 miles (14.5 kilometers) north of the Comoran coast and 21 miles (34 kilometers) from the Moroni airport.

French aviation inspectors found a "number of faults" during a 2007 inspection of the plane that went down, French Transport Minister Dominique Bussereau said on i-Tele television Tuesday.

In Brussels, EU Transport Commissioner Antonio Tajani said the airline had previously met EU safety checks and was not on the bloc's blacklist. But he said a full investigation was now being started amid questions why passengers were put on another jet in the Yemeni capital of San'a.

An Airbus statement said the plane that crashed went into service 19 years ago, in 1990, and had accumulated 51,900 flight hours. It has been operated by Yemenia since 1999. Airbus said it was sending a team of specialists to the Comoros.

The A310-300 is a twin-engine widebody jet that can seat up to 220 passengers. There are 214 A310s in service worldwide with 41 operators.

A crisis center was set up at Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris. Many passengers were from the French city of Marseille, home to around 80,000 immigrant Comorans, more even than Comoros' capital of Moroni.

Some French Comorans insisted that their earlier warnings about the airline's safety weren't heeded by authorities.

Stephane Salord, the Comoros' honorary consul in Marseille, called Yemenia's aircraft "flying cattle trucks."

"This A310 is a plane that has posed problems for a long time, it is absolutely inadmissible that this airline Yemenia played with the lives of its passengers this way," he said.

"Some people stand the whole way to Moroni," said Mohamed Ali, a Comoran who went to Yemenia's headquarters in Paris to try to get more information.

Thoue Djoumbe, a 28-year-old woman who lives in the French town of Fontainebleau, said she and others had complained about the airline for years.

"It's a lottery when you travel to Comoros," said Djoumbe. "We've organized boycotts, we've told the Comoran community not to fly on Yemenia airways because they make a lot of money off of us and meanwhile the conditions on the planes are disastrous."

Christophe Prazuck, French military spokesman, said a patrol boat and reconnaissance ship were being sent to the crash site as well a military transport plane. The French were sending divers as well as medical personnel, he said.

French President Nicolas Sarkozy "expressed his deep emotion" about the crash and asked the French military to help in the rescue operation, particularly from the French islands of Mayotte and Reunion.

Yemenia airline officials say the 11-member crew was made up of six Yemenis, including the pilot, two Moroccans, one Indonesian, one Ethiopian and 1 Filipino. They spoke on condition of anonymity because they were not authorized to speak to the media.

___

Al-Haj contributed to this report from San'a, Yemen. Associated Press writers Deborah Seward, Angela Charlton and Greg Keller in Paris, Sarah El Deeb in Cairo and Yoann Guilloux in Saint-Denis de la Reunion, Reunion Island, contributed to this report.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090630/ap_on_re_mi_ea/ml_yemen_plane_crash

Nairaland GeneralYemeni Plane With 153 Crashes Off Comoros Island by devimcy(op): 7:23pm On Jun 30, 2009
By TOM MALITI and AHMED AL-HAJ, Associated Press Writers

MORONI, Comoros – A Yemeni jetliner carrying 153 people crashed into the Indian Ocean as it came in for a landing during howling winds on the island nation of Comoros. There were conflicting reports about whether a child survived.

The crash came two years after aviation officials reported faults with the plane, an Airbus 310 flying the last leg of a journey from Paris and Marseille to Comoros, with a stop in Yemen to change planes. Most of the passengers were from Comoros, a former French colony. Sixty-six on board were French nationals.

Comoran and Yemeni officials said Tuesday that either a 14-year-old girl or a 5-year-old boy had survived. However, neither report could be immediately verified, nor could earlier reports that three bodies and some plane wreckage had been recovered.

Yemeni civil aviation deputy chief Mohammed Abdul Qader said the flight data recorder had not been found and it was too early to speculate on the cause of the crash. But, he said, the wind was 40 miles per hour (61 kph) as the plane was landing in the middle of the night.

"The weather was very bad," he said, adding the windy conditions were hampering rescue efforts.

The Yemenia plane was the second Airbus to crash into the sea this month. An Air France Airbus A330-200 crashed into the Atlantic Ocean on June 1, killing all 228 people on board, as it flew from Rio de Janeiro to Paris.

The Comoros is an archipelago of three main islands situated 1,800 miles (2,900 kilometers) south of Yemen, between Africa's southeastern coast and the island of Madagascar. It is a former French colony of 700,000 people.

In France, school vacations began this week and many on the plane were heading home to visit.

Gen. Bruno de Bourdoncle de Saint-Salvy, the senior commander for French forces in the southern Indian Ocean, said the Airbus 310 crashed in deep waters about 9 miles (14.5 kilometers) north of the Comoran coast and 21 miles (34 kilometers) from the Moroni airport.

French aviation inspectors found a "number of faults" during a 2007 inspection of the plane that went down, French Transport Minister Dominique Bussereau said on i-Tele television Tuesday.

In Brussels, EU Transport Commissioner Antonio Tajani said the airline had previously met EU safety checks and was not on the bloc's blacklist. But he said a full investigation was now being started amid questions why passengers were put on another jet in the Yemeni capital of San'a.

An Airbus statement said the plane that crashed went into service 19 years ago, in 1990, and had accumulated 51,900 flight hours. It has been operated by Yemenia since 1999. Airbus said it was sending a team of specialists to the Comoros.

The A310-300 is a twin-engine widebody jet that can seat up to 220 passengers. There are 214 A310s in service worldwide with 41 operators.

A crisis center was set up at Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris. Many passengers were from the French city of Marseille, home to around 80,000 immigrant Comorans, more even than Comoros' capital of Moroni.

Some French Comorans insisted that their earlier warnings about the airline's safety weren't heeded by authorities.

Stephane Salord, the Comoros' honorary consul in Marseille, called Yemenia's aircraft "flying cattle trucks."

"This A310 is a plane that has posed problems for a long time, it is absolutely inadmissible that this airline Yemenia played with the lives of its passengers this way," he said.

"Some people stand the whole way to Moroni," said Mohamed Ali, a Comoran who went to Yemenia's headquarters in Paris to try to get more information.

Thoue Djoumbe, a 28-year-old woman who lives in the French town of Fontainebleau, said she and others had complained about the airline for years.

"It's a lottery when you travel to Comoros," said Djoumbe. "We've organized boycotts, we've told the Comoran community not to fly on Yemenia airways because they make a lot of money off of us and meanwhile the conditions on the planes are disastrous."

Christophe Prazuck, French military spokesman, said a patrol boat and reconnaissance ship were being sent to the crash site as well a military transport plane. The French were sending divers as well as medical personnel, he said.

French President Nicolas Sarkozy "expressed his deep emotion" about the crash and asked the French military to help in the rescue operation, particularly from the French islands of Mayotte and Reunion.

Yemenia airline officials say the 11-member crew was made up of six Yemenis, including the pilot, two Moroccans, one Indonesian, one Ethiopian and 1 Filipino. They spoke on condition of anonymity because they were not authorized to speak to the media.

___

Al-Haj contributed to this report from San'a, Yemen. Associated Press writers Deborah Seward, Angela Charlton and Greg Keller in Paris, Sarah El Deeb in Cairo and Yoann Guilloux in Saint-Denis de la Reunion, Reunion Island, contributed to this report.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090630/ap_on_re_mi_ea/ml_yemen_plane_crash

Poems For ReviewShe Cried by devimcy(op): 1:24pm On Jun 29, 2009
cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry

                            she cried

for nine month she had him in her belly

she sang at every corner of her room

for the joy of the seed in her Tommy

oh! it could be a handsome groom

she imagined n prayed

he could grew up to rule the world she uttered

as she sang worship song to God alone

for the seed in her womb alone.


at the time of life she conceived him

her dream had come true it seems

for a baby boy was born

song from women almost expose her room to sun

their dance almost cause the room to quake

her husband had no sorrow to bake

for a baby boy is born

with a prideful countenance he declares; come behold my son


night after night

day after day

her seed was becoming a beautiful tree

so beautiful n evergreen like it is planted behind a sea

he was the talk of town

he was fondly called the family crown


why are the mighty fallen

n our heart swollen

like a candle that burns till it fades

so the days of men vanishes away


my precious egg is fallen before my very eyes

let me die for the pain i carry is not my size

behold they that rejoice with me

are coming to mourn with me

i must die with him

perhaps in the world beyond i can console him

for his dreams that he never live to actualize

oh God! why ? she cried

LiteratureRe: My Audio Poetry Album Released by devimcy: 2:21pm On Jun 24, 2009
i like to be part of it , but i am just to far from you - now in Niger state
Poems For ReviewRe: My First Time. by devimcy: 2:35pm On Jun 22, 2009
rossyluv:
dat's a nice one cheesy

But were on the MATRIMONIAL BED?

lipsrsealed
i dont understand this post @ poster pls more light
Poems For ReviewRe: When You Can't Recall My Name by devimcy(op): 1:41pm On Jun 22, 2009
origina9ja:
pele ma binu
moti-gbo, abi
Poems For ReviewWhen You Can't Recall My Name by devimcy(op): 1:58pm On Jun 17, 2009
I laid the foundation you needed to grow

I established the path you needed to follow

I built the institution where u obtain your school of thought

all your early life crises i stood and fought

I got all my neighbourhood candles burnt

so i can have u smile

but now that you have gotten all you wanted

you cant even recall my name


if your memory is quick

and if you care to think

then you may recall

how i crucified my freedom

to save u from prison

I broke protocols to have u smile

but now that you've gotten what u wanted

you can't even recall my name


I have tried many times to access your number

but my voice like u can't remember

this tends to make me sober

n wants to expose my fragile heart to danger

oh! how i wearied my body in my quest to make you smile

but now that you've gotten what u wanted

you can't even recall my name

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