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Life
(Poetry)
4-03-2005
by Andrew Ashiofu
Is life fair?
A question I keep an asking myself
I then look around me and observe
We are all giving 24 hrs a day
We are all giving the opportunity to make a change
We are all giving the chance to love and to be loved
We are all giving the...
Realization
(Poetry)
21-07-2003
by Andrew Ashiofu
I was walking down the path in the forest
Tired of all the hustle and bustle of the world around me
I then looked all around me
The birds singing
The rabbits hoping around
The magical colors of the flowers
The green beauty of the grass
The...
Religion and The society
(Opinions)
4-03-2003
by Andrew Ashiofu
Religion is defined as recognition on the part of man of a controlling superhuman power entitled to obedience, reverence, and worship; the feeling or the spiritual attitudes of those recognizing such a controlling power.
Religion can be viewed...
The Prince and The Pauper
(Poetry)
6-07-2004
by Andrew Ashiofu
Born into a family of despair
Living in a rundown house
Built in a dark street
Located in a slum town
Located in a shallow city
In a depressed state
In a desperate country
Born into a family of wealth
Living in a house built of bricks...
What is the really good governance
(Opinions)
26-06-2006
by Andrew Ashiofu
WHAT IS GOOD GOVERNANCE?
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GOVERNANCE
The concept of "governance" is not new. It is as old as human civilization. Simply put "governance" means: the process of decision-making and the process by which decisions are implemented (or not...
Why Do We Fear?
(Poetry)
6-07-2004
by Andrew Ashiofu
Why do we fear?
Though we live in a world full of turmoil
A world where hunger prevails
A world full of poverty
A world where safety is being paranoid
A world where disaster prevails
What do we seek?
When we enter a new dawn
When we try...
Why?
(Poetry)
4-04-2004
by Andrew Ashiofu
I hear the cry again
I hear it screaming with a sharp pain, into my ears.
I look around and all I see is blood mixed with fear.
I run around looking for a place to run away from the cry but nowhere
I hear it more.
I ask myself why all these...
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