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Well lemme say without apologies that if indeed the author of this blasphemy, ney, libelous piece is of igbo offspring, then he must infact be " a glory seeker", "an overblown opportunist" ney, A hero worshipper. What does he seek to gain by calling his own kinsmen"corrupt" and by branding them "bunch of greedy fools"?? He ought to infact be described as "one of the lost sheep of Isreal"
I don't blame him!

I am not like you hooohaa!!....You are on your own!!....If those things you mentione do not move you in ladies...what then moves you??....The unseen part of them?? Or are u just hidding ur gay tendencies??
Pls I honestly recommend that you visit a doctor...and if ther's no medical cure for ur problem,pls visit a Pastor...a very powerful one at that,I bet you,there must be a cure there....

Have u not read? This?
"Now concerning the things whereof ye wrote unto me: It is good for a man not to touch a woman. Nevertheless, to avoid fornication, let every man have his own wife, and let every woman have her own husband. Let the husband render unto the wife due benevolence: and likewise also the wife unto the husband. The wife hath not power of her own body, but the husband: and likewise also the husband hath not power of his own body, but the wife. Defraud ye not one the other, except it be with consent for a time, that ye may give yourselves to fasting and prayer; and come together again, that Satan tempt you not for your incontinency." (1 Corinthians 7:1-5).

Well if you enjoy what I enjoy...comment on this.......


I live behind forbidding walls
Made of adamantine words.
I could walk out when my heart calls,
But, ah! Here flight is just for birds.
It was my luck to find my love
Just after I had been engaged.
I would for love the whole Earth move,
Nor care that God might be enraged.
Cruel irony! that word I gave,
My lover tooked to me to keep;
For love performs as we behave,
Nor do respect and trust come cheap.
And so I did what all thought right,
Though it was wrong, and honor kept.
I stayed an angel in his sight,
And ever since in silence wept.
Our love remains, though we're apart,
Unsullied as a distant star,
While I must walk within my heart,
Unquiet as the spirits are.

THERE'S no use in weeping,
Though we are condemned to part:
There's such thing as keeping
A remembrance in one's heart:
There's such thing as dwelling
On the thought ourselves have nurs'd,
And with scorn and courage telling
The world to do its worst.
I'll not let its follies grieve me,
I'll just take them as they come;

And then any day leaves me
A merry laugh for home.
When we've left each friend and brother,
When we're parted wide and far,
Will we think of one another?
As even better than we are.
Every glorious sight above us,
Every pleasant sight beneath,
We'll connect with those that love us,

Whom we truly love till death !
In the evening, when we're sitting
By the fire perchance alone,
Then shall heart with warm heart meeting,
Give responsive tone for tone.
We can burst the bonds which chain us,
Which cold human hands have wrought,
And where none shall dare restrain us

We can meet again, in thought.
So there's no use in weeping,
Bear a cheerful spirit still;
Never doubt that Fate is keeping
Future good for present ill

 

So Now;
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,
While the one eludes, must the other
pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce
succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,—
So the chase takes up one's life, that's
all.
While, look but once from your
farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to
ground
Than a new one, straight to the
selfsame mark,
I shape me—
Ever
Removed!

 
The tree grows in the forest of my Dreams.
They whisper and caress,intertwined by quiet streams.
Guide me,gentle light;Silver moon on this dark night.
While the leaves sing love songs to me.
The rain comes down in the forest of my dreams.
Through the Mist i glimpse velvet,verdant green.
Wash away my tears,,all the lost and lonely years.
While the leaves sing love songs to me.
My Heart's desire dwells in the forest of my dreams.
My soul moves with his form through the shaddows of the trees.
The spirit of Pain in the body of a man.
And the leaves sing love songs to me.

 

I have a story and tale to tell
An interest so so and so Concealed
And Within the vile it burns so loose
Could this Be love?thus I bid myself to ask;
5yrs of lone and abandoned thoughts of Love
5yrs of fear as victim of Pains
Yes after 5yrs of it and 6months amidst it
I still could say not ney:
Yeah,It seem i am afrighted to be cought up in the very art!

And the young lad am yet afeard of her;
Should and should and should ever I should go?
Oh ney,though ney,it may seem so soon
And Loh,am i brought to let it lie low;
In still stipends of ever pouring loves.

It has become obvious that most people will toll the lines of proffessional critics and hold a degree therein than be good admirers....
Why do we criticize.......Gentlemen lemme state them down here seriatim,to wit,we criticize out of Fear of competition,Fear of failure,fear of beeing exposed,Jealousy,Pride and indeed to correct.....
But there are ofcourse few who commit this crime out of the last option....
Criticism has become a monster and an Ebola,destroying relationships,and destroying planned plans......
You know Criticism could be manifested in the form of gossip and slander.....

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This is indeed a beautiful masterpiece....A lesson for all and sundry....
When I consider how many marriages and relationships break down in the recent times,I am most troubled......
Outcomes of digital age.....I recommend that this be republished on Fb

I've got lots and lots of troubles aggreeing with this line of thought seeing that the concept of relationship is a foresought for mutualism and sex is itself A product of relationship that parties thereto profit and enjoy...As for the young lady in question washing for the young man.....Have you also asked yourself if the young lady is prepared for marriage??
That she helps the guy out is but her little ways of showing cares to him and I bet you,there are many other ways the guy pays his allegiance and contributions but in cash and kind to the gurl in return.......