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The infestation of corruption.

Prologue Corruption has really had a great and huge accommodation in the heart of human. Africa has actually been on the brim of collapse prior to the corrupted practice in its political and economical affairs. This has been a problem we have been battling for centuries, this has had rooms in every possible organization or group especially were money is found. This short story is about the corruption found in politics, and it's links to other organizations and, how it could actually be curbed . The affairs of their office. Why did he drive in like a runaway mad dogdog, about to be killed for supper" thought Mrs Oye, the wife of the prime minister.         The day began with a very pleasant weather, filled with many possible accomplishments. Mr Oye Abdul, the prime minister of the federation was ready to attend the adjourned meeting, held last 2weeks, consigning the current investigation of the money missing from the accountant generals office. Mr Oye was the le...

Poem for the soul

I have a feeling to share. A poem written by me,  Suleiman sadiq.   Titled                    THE WOMAN OF MY DREAM I feel so sick from inside It feels as if am drunk drunk on the bitter taste of your heart., I feel pale when I think, that I ever promised to love you forever. The word disgust is too weak and the word disrespect is too plain for a woman who stole all my happiness! Maybe pain and hurt were written in my faith, I wish i never saw you on that fateful day. You are stunning, but your actions are deceiving, You are amazingly beautiful, but your actions are sinful. Still, I relied on my eyes and heart and kept on loving you, So blindly and truly. I feel victimized for trusting you, and for that, i hate you.