Carnival Calabar Nigeria Unfolds Agenda For 2009

0 0
Read Time:2 Minute, 51 Second

Lagos — The organisers of Carnival Calabar last week updated the media on its preparation for this year’s event. The commission explained that there are lots of innovations and new programmes in this year’s carnival, writes MARY EKAH

Continue reading

About Post Author

Anthony-Claret Ifeanyi Onwutalobi

Anthony-Claret is a software Engineer, entrepreneur and the founder of Codewit INC. Mr. Claret publishes and manages the content on Codewit Word News website and associated websites. He's a writer, IT Expert, great administrator, technology enthusiast, social media lover and all around digital guy.
Happy
0 0 %
Sad
0 0 %
Excited
0 0 %
Sleepy
0 0 %
Angry
0 0 %
Surprise
0 0 %

My Christmas Present to President Yar’Adua.

0 0
Read Time:6 Minute, 38 Second
Mr. President (Musa Yar’Adua), please permit me the fact that I am sending you an early Christmas present. I want to be the first Nigerian this year (2009) to send you this seasonal gift. Continue reading

About Post Author

Anthony-Claret Ifeanyi Onwutalobi

Anthony-Claret is a software Engineer, entrepreneur and the founder of Codewit INC. Mr. Claret publishes and manages the content on Codewit Word News website and associated websites. He's a writer, IT Expert, great administrator, technology enthusiast, social media lover and all around digital guy.
Happy
0 0 %
Sad
0 0 %
Excited
0 0 %
Sleepy
0 0 %
Angry
0 0 %
Surprise
0 0 %

The Inevitable Parts2

0 0
Read Time:42 Second

Without complaint I lay,
In silence I watch what man is
With my memory I think
Though living but not living
How within some hours uncared for

The matter turns rotten
My meditation is interrupted
With such a dim farewell song
That choir compose for us

I am now being lowered
Being lowered to my mother earth
The already watered grave
Mud water soaked me
I can now hear the prophesy
Being fulfilled now that I go
I can hear the cry

Oh, of my most beloved!
Has many things to say but
How could they be uttered.
And next is the sound of heap
From the loved ones above me
Uttering farewell as they punish me

With the sound of the sand
Dim,dim,dim!
The drops from the shovels
Marching on me as the heap rises
I can see everything and hear all still
Discovering that I cannot touch them.
Food and drinks the next agenda
Even the most beloved
Could eat so fast.

About Post Author

Anthony-Claret Ifeanyi Onwutalobi

Anthony-Claret is a software Engineer, entrepreneur and the founder of Codewit INC. Mr. Claret publishes and manages the content on Codewit Word News website and associated websites. He's a writer, IT Expert, great administrator, technology enthusiast, social media lover and all around digital guy.
Happy
0 0 %
Sad
0 0 %
Excited
0 0 %
Sleepy
0 0 %
Angry
0 0 %
Surprise
0 0 %