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Hello Anopheles I have just come to say hello to mosquitoes, Travelling there was full of good bye and welcome, It's risky business soaking blood from others. My mum brought me food with tray, When flatly I layed. The journey was of solo risky to the wind. It's not risky business being the blind black barrel of pistol or proboscis, but it is damn risky business being the pointer or the pointed at. Their vibrations are melodious and their warnings are clear enough to fool a fool. I found myself dancing to their tunes and rhythms, I was lost and never notice when I fell into their arms. It's a painful business to be soaked by stranger uninvited, Seeping through your moisture flood. I regret traveling alone, To the land where I'm left alone, To be soaked by this bloody parasite. ©Olagunju Yemi Josh Antiviruzxs Dated: September 3 2017 Read also: The survivor( this poem talk much about the difficulties man experiences in life....Re

THE SURVIVOR Read also: A saint (poem by Olagunju Yen) With time things will get better, I cry, I scream, I'm peter. They say with time the rough play will go off soon, I smiled, I laugh, I'm cool. I'm getting older, every seconds I count. The forest has been cut away, Animals can now run a way. I'm afraid of going out,, I'm afraid of who I will see. I'm afraid I knew I can't escape, I'm afraid, I don't want to die. I'm afraid, I don't want to open my eyes, I'm afraid of what I will see, Afraid of what I will dream, I'm afraid, I don't want to cry. Sweat mingles with tears, As it falls on my cheeks I taste the dust in the air, In red moon and cold sun I fear. At five am, before the clock knock at six, Two hours after the hour was seized, Soft bone and wild bones became enemy. I'm afraid I can't wait, I'm afraid death is not my fate.

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Dear Gold, A birthday is a time to celebrate the past, present and the future The past are the lesson you've learned through life. The present is the present joy you have within you, The future is unknown, yet we have the assurance of joy forthcoming. I think of aging as a gift, a privilege to enjoy, Not as space or empty time that’s easy to destroy. Years of toil are history now, your strength is almost spent, But all the days still left to you are surely heaven sent. You now have time to reminisce, to think of years gone by; Remembering all the things you've done and now you wonder "Why?" You stop and think and want to know why teens so quickly flew, Time then was brief, just fleeting by; so much left up to you. And now your family's grown and gone, they're scattered, far away; And as you ponder on the past you feel alone each day. But I know one sweet promise to those who are God's own, “there are people like me who will always wa

ed to the Indo-European language group that includes Irish, Scottish Gaelic, Welsh, and Breton, and its Brythonic and Goidelic subgroups. Despite the historical record, ancient Africans knew what poetry was, and they made good use of it. From ancient India came the Vedas (which predate 2000 B.C.E.),1 but it is often claimed that the oldest surviving poem is The Epic of Gilgamesh, composed just a little later, sometime between 1300-1000 B.C.E. in Sumer (modern Iraq/Mesopotamia). Greek epics like The Iliad and Odyssey, the Indian Sanskrit epics Ramayana and Mahabharata, and the Tibetan Epic of King Gesar also populate the list of well-known ancient storytelling. Where is the African representation in this history? African poetry is assumed to be absent because there were no written records, but the African oral tradition at the time of Homer was thriving. African poems from time immemorial were bequeathed to the people through the oral tradition, and they still survive in African sha

MARRIED IN SCHOOL BUT SINGLE AT HOME Welcome to Nigerian campuses where little girls are practising 'wifely functions'! Just visit the boys' hostels and you would be disappointed to find out that it is now common for a girl to live in with a course mate. It is now common for her lover to give her the popular compliment 'you look sexy my gal' and she would gladly reply 'thank you honey' with a flirty voice and a romantic smile. Who is her lover? A 300 level student whose CGPA is barely up to 1.78! And they are aiming for the next best couple award for the session by the departmental association. So, the girl need to live in with him to prepare along. What nonsense! It seems that some girls suddenly loose their senses immediately they gain admission. I've seen that some of them have no more sense of caution, honour and dignity. They would change their wardrobes and acquire a new set of make ups just to look 'campussy' and sexy enough

A short sensitive evangelcomedy by the glorious vision dance drama( a.k.a swagga papa) Will turn your sense of thinking. Kindly watch and share with friends

After Your Trust Has Been Broken – 5 Ways to Avoid a Victim Mentality Having someone break your trust is a painful and inevitable fact of life. There will be a number of situations during your lifetime where people will let you down, whether it’s something as innocent and unintentional as forgetting a lunch date, or as major and hurtful as a spouse seeking a divorce. You will have your trust broken. It’s not a question of if , but when . What’s important is your response after trust has been broken. You have two choices: victimization or resiliency. Victimization is characterized by an attitude of powerlessness, blaming others for the negative situations in your life, believing that everyone else has it better than you, and a constant seeking of sympathy for your lot in life. Either you’ve experienced it yourself or you’ve seen it others. It’s characterized by statements like: Why me? People can’t be trusted. I can’t change my circumstances. Why is everyone against me? It’s not

SCIENCE STUDENT—OLAMIDE . . Here,I Think people should think twice before performing any dastard act. . The Ban on Adedeji Olamide's Science student is what I'll call an unfair act . Why?? . If you listen to the song,ignore the dance urging beats and interprete the message, You'd agree with me on this . . Its for this reason,I'll give the analysis of the song for two reasons, 1 To wipe off the mindset that anything from a person you think isnt godly is totally ungodly and doesn't make any sense . 2.To make this a lecture to our 2017/18 outgoing students. . . I won't use intonations on the Yoruba terms but I assure you that you're gonna get it right away . In the mouth of a foolish one,you can find wisdom at times and vice versa. I've seen a mad person give a powerful msg to someone close to me and thank God he obeyed,the impending destruction was avoided . Olamide starts; . Ogedengbe,Ire ni ko mowe, Isale Eeko,he no dey for

I am neither a saint nor a sinner but a lover, your beastly lover; hungry to taste your flesh thirsty to drink your honeyhoney and inebriated to dream your voice- laughingly, crying, moaning and gasping. I am none but a man, your only man. I am nothing but a thirsty soul- thirsty to drink you until your last drop. I am no existence but an existence only in your existence. O my love, what is more beautiful than to think- my every cell made of your flesh my every drop made of your honey my every moment made of your smile my every dream made of your moan? What is more dreamy than dream of you- swaying your hips with beat of my heart sun-bathing your fruits in garden of my heart singing of your desire in temple of My y soul? What is more enlightening than you dissolve in I, and I dissolve in you in moment of every waking, sleeping and dreaming? Forgiveness me if I am not a saint; I am a lover- a wild, ferocious, beastly lover. To you if that is a sin just call me a sinner. Olagunju Olay

Happy birthday Ruthbliss The journey of hating years has been spent blissfully,  Our friendship of two three four years has been glued rooty. It's a time to remember, to cherish and cheer For the day of your birth only comes once a year. A candle each year to make wishes come true As loved ones and friends come to celebrate you. They call you or visit; some in spirit above Bring riches of peacefulness, laughter and love. Some come bearing stories of you as a star; This news that they share of how special you are. In the sun, rain and clouds, only goodness comes through In the words that you say and the things that you do. Rejoice in these gifts that make you sublime; This difference in you leaves a ripple in time. Indulge and enjoy; choose your pleasures your way Let these memories stay with you and brighten each day. As you cherish this birthday with dreams that come true Keep these blessings and love as you celebrate you. Its a blissful year in all decad

Manliness Men are wicked and deceitful, They are hungry and never  satisfied, They eat even without table manner, They chum the food in the plate and leak the oil with their wild tongues. Have you ever ask yourself why they always go up and down on the street? Men are always searching for something, I mean, men are always going somewhere. They knew she will be there. They cry in a silent voice, Once they saw their target, They whispered and gazed, Their inner eye become so tiny. They will pause their shoulder high, Like the breast of a young girl, They will walk in a staggering movement, Their trousers almost fallen their bums, They knew she was only but sixteen. She saw them looking at her, Not her face particularly, But her upper hills, And her lower strine. She was lost in thoughts, ( she has never experienced hardness in her life) She was walking reluctantly, Her legs almost crossing each others path, At last she fell! They(men) ran up to her like

Exam malpractices Don't think I don't know you, You want to pass by all means, You eat and escape meals, If I start mentioning names, Your name will be bold in the frames.  Don't think I don't know you. You are teacher you know? You are the head to corruption in your school, You're initially fragile, yet your face looks so cool, Am bringing to you , the harvest of your corruption. You are no saint, You haven't got any holiness, Your steps can be retraced. I'm watching you in reverse, I read through your last verse, It is stainfully oozing into a malodorous excrescence.  Your conscious is now telling you your faults, You have thought the young students how to make hays In no sunshine, You've thought them how to have As, Without something upstair. The blame is on youyou, Because you know better than they do. They thought you're helping them, But never noticing you're giving them a result they can never defend. Bribery

Is there life after death? Do we survive bodily death? Can our personal awareness transcend physical decay and dissolution? There are no bigger questions and there is no shortage of answers. Religions offer hope, with extravagant promises that are founded on the existence of God. For life after death, would God be required? If so, how would God do it?

JAMB will decide the official 2018 Cut-Off Marks for Admissions into tertiary institutions for the 2018/2019 academic session in the month of JUNE. This was disclosed by The board’s Head of Media and Information Department, Fabian Benjamin, during an interview held in Lagos today. He also stated that no Institution is allowed to Admit any student until the cut-off mark for admission has been decided, pointing out that any school admitting students before then, is doing so illegally. Mr Benjamin confirmed that the policy meeting will hold in June, and this will be chaired by the Minister of Education, Malam Adamu Adamu. It is clear that at this point, No Cut-Off Mark has been released by JAMB for 2018 Admissions. No official date in June has been announced for this policy meeting.

EDEPOLY 2018/2019 Departmental Cut Off Marks and Points On Official JAMB Admission Screening And Post Utme Federal Polytechnic Ede EDEPOLY 2018/2019 Departmental Cut Off Marks and Points On JAMB Admission Screening And Post Utme Form is Out, see the official details here. Know that JAMB has pegged the official cutoff marks for Federal Polytechnic Ede EDEPOLY to be 180. So below are courses and department with individual cut off marks. Federal Polytechnic Ede EDEPOLY 2018/2019 Official portal is federalpolyede.edu.ng For Aspirants who choose Federal Polytechnic Ede EDEPOLY as 1st choice or 2nd choice e Also take note that your WAEC or any other O’level result should be complete in other to partake for this year 2018/2019 admission screening exercise. Remember that all 2018/2019 information about Federal Polytechnic Ede EDEPOLY appears first on Afrikmouth.blogspot.com To get high chances of getting this year’s Federal Polytechnic Ede EDEPOLY admission, you have to score high in

THE ORIGIN OF THE NAME " AFRICA" The name Africa came into Western use through the Romans, who used the name Africa terra — "land of the Afri" (plural, or "Afer" singular) — for the northern part of the continent, as the province of Africa with its capital Carthage, corresponding to modern-day Tunisia. The origin of Afer may either come from: -the Phoenician `afar , dust; -the Afri, a tribe—possibly Berber—who dwelt in North Africa in the Carthage area; -the Greek word aphrike , meaning without cold; -or the Latin word aprica , meaning sunny. The historian Leo Africanus (1495-1554) attributed the origin to the Greek word phrike (φρικε, meaning "cold and horror"), combined with the negating prefix a-, so meaning a land free of cold and horror. But the change of sound from ph to f in Greek is datable to about the first century, so this cannot really be the origin of the name. Egypt was considered part of Asia by the ancients, and first ass

100 things that you did not know about Africa 1. The human race is of African origin. The oldest known skeletal remains of anatomically modern humans (or homo sapiens sapiens) were excavated at sites in East Africa. Human remains were discovered at Omo in Ethiopia that were dated at 195,000 years old, the oldest known in the world. 2. Skeletons of pre-humans have been found in Africa that date back between 4 and 5 million years. The oldest known ancestral type of humanity is thought to have been the australopithecus ramidus, who lived at least 4.4 million years ago. 3. Africans were the first to organise fishing expeditions 90,000 years ago. At Katanda, a region in northeastern Zaïre (now Congo), was recovered a finely wrought series of harpoon points, all elaborately polished and barbed. Also uncovered was a tool, equally well crafted, believed to be a dagger. The discoveries suggested the existence of an early aquatic or fishing based culture. 4. Africans were the first to eng

This is one of the best spoken poetry of Wole Soyinka, many of us like him, who lost some of our written words, most especially the ones we love the most. As a result of misplacing  our written words in a place where it can hardly be found, many writers have limited their interest and chances of writing. And this is critically causing an unfavourably damages to the work of art and also to creativeness in capital. So therefore, i beseech you beloved writers who has in one way or the other fell into this category should please hold your stand, the books or poems you lost shouldn't effected you to speak against the work of art.  Please abeg .

THE TIME IS NEAR The time is here The time is rare The end is near Tomorrow is here To sit with fear. Am not here to depress or oppress I'm sitting in between today and tomorrow. With a mirror that view all human faces, Both the aged and the young. I'm here to express what i have seen ahead of you. The tricks and the trees. What you have swallowed, That rough the journey. Fear no fear For his face is fearful. Run no where. For they have place their signs everywhere. I have seen what all eyes cannot see, The image a man sitting cannot see. When what the eyes can see is the seed of sea. I have seen ahead of tomorrow. That trow no more arrow. And me, no more sorrow. The eyes that see me see you. The civil, the lies. The evil in their eyes. The level it will rise. Olagunju Yemi Josh ©February 10, 2017