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Thursday, 15 November 2012. THERE WAS A COUNTRY. There was a Country. Men from the rising sun. Conferred with those on its setting. To aid them sequester the ties of the uphill men. Nay born out of polygamous motives graced request. Guns are gone but pens still fire in Battle fields filled with ink. A fourth wise man appears from the east bearing a royal laced gift. A tribal time bomb ticking nothing like gifts of gold, frankincense or myrrh. Wednesday, 29 August 2012. Betraying our own fold. Whereas all...

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Thursday, 15 November 2012. THERE WAS A COUNTRY. There was a Country. Men from the rising sun. Conferred with those on its setting. To aid them sequester the ties of the uphill men. Nay born out of polygamous motives graced request. Guns are gone but pens still fire in Battle fields filled with ink. A fourth wise man appears from the east bearing a royal laced gift. A tribal time bomb ticking nothing like gifts of gold, frankincense or myrrh. Wednesday, 29 August 2012. Betraying our own fold. Whereas all...

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WordCraft: THE UNSUNG

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Wednesday, 29 August 2012. His Excellency, laud with loud ovation. Cost of victory simplified by great oration. But six feet down town lay the heroes that fought. The Artiste, performed far beyond expectation. Fans and figures doubled beyond computation. But down stage sat the obscure song writer. The Company toped the chart by nominations. Bully shares soared and blossomed beyond duration. But down sized stood her indebted work-force. Soon a new song will be sung. I dare you to lend your voice and sing.

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WordCraft: August 2012

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Wednesday, 29 August 2012. Betraying our own fold. Could get our souls sold. Deserted alone with none to hold. Only to learn when grey and old. Never is greed a virtue of the bold. C’emeka Mbah 6.16am 29/08/2012. His Excellency, laud with loud ovation. Cost of victory simplified by great oration. But six feet down town lay the heroes that fought. The Artiste, performed far beyond expectation. Fans and figures doubled beyond computation. But down stage sat the obscure song writer. Friday, 3 August 2012.

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WordCraft: GOLD GREED

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Wednesday, 29 August 2012. Betraying our own fold. Could get our souls sold. Deserted alone with none to hold. Only to learn when grey and old. Never is greed a virtue of the bold. C’emeka Mbah 6.16am 29/08/2012. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). UNTOLD PASSIONS OF AN AFRICAN CHILD I. UNTOLD PASSIONS OF AN AFRICAN CHILD II. UNTOLD PASSION OF AN AFRICAN CHILD III. A gaze at the Cross. THREE ON A TREE. View my complete profile. Awesome Inc. theme. Theme images by molotovcoketail.

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WordCraft: THERE WAS A COUNTRY

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Thursday, 15 November 2012. THERE WAS A COUNTRY. There was a Country. Men from the rising sun. Conferred with those on its setting. To aid them sequester the ties of the uphill men. Nay born out of polygamous motives graced request. Guns are gone but pens still fire in Battle fields filled with ink. A fourth wise man appears from the east bearing a royal laced gift. A tribal time bomb ticking nothing like gifts of gold, frankincense or myrrh. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). THERE WAS A COUNTRY.

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WordCraft: Experience Peace

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Friday, 3 August 2012. Do you hear the cry for inner peace? Amidst the troubled weather that wouldn’t cease. Despite the shackles of time that cleaves…. Hear your quest for mind rest. That transcends the rough grip of its feathers. I hear the sigh for inner peace. The ironic headline of western news. Of men who paid with blood beyond their dues. And we trapped behind the bars of manipulated media. Troubled on every side like a snow fall in summer. Let’s try the road of inner peace. Nor in that of another.

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