Eguria

DEITY IN MAN                                            BY  EGURIASE S. M. OKAKA When God created man from the dust of the earth he breath into him and he became a living being. That is the creation story of man that should make to remain the humblest of all creatures made by God but this same man has exalted himself to the highest heavens by a factor called PRIDE. Pride is the attribute of the devil and he has possessed man with it.   Pride is a factor in man that makes him or her look down on others but considers himself better than them in all ways. (When I use man here I mean the whole human race i. e man and woman). Looking down on people is not good for any reason. When you look down on people it means you hate them that is, why you are looking down on them. That is how pride in anybody can give birth to hate. Pride makes you feel that you are the best huma...

   DEITY IN DISGUISE  BY EGURIASE S. M. OKAKA   The woman has become a deity to the man.   A deity is a god or anything that requires worship from MAN. This is exactly what the woman has become to him. Since, I have established that fact it is now clear that the road we are going to tour here will be understandable.   In the creation story we understand that God made the woman out of the rib of     Adam the first man that was created. From Adam’s rib he formed the woman thus fulfilling what he had earlier said:   ‘I will make him a helper, a companion.’ The woman was made for the purpose of helping the man. The reason while God created EVE for ADAM is for Eve to help him.   Today, the story has changed. Man has reversed the whole purpose of God creating the woman. Man has deified womanhood in every aspects of life, and the woman is now seeing herself as a ‘Deity in Disguise’ yes, a deity that he cannot do without, an ...

  “The Grieved Lands” -Agostinho Neto   The grieved lands of Africa In the tearful woes of ancient and modern slave In the degrading sweet of impure dance Of other seas Grieved   The grieved lands of Africa In the infamous sensation of the stunning Perfume of the Flower Crushed in the forest By the wickedness of iron and fire The grieved lands The grieved lands of Africa In the dream soon undone in jingling of Gaolers’ keys And in the unconscious brilliance of hidden Sensations And in the stifled laughter and victorious voice Of lament Of the grieved lands of Africa   Alive In themselves and with us alive They bubble up in dreams Decked with dances by Baobabs over balances By the antelope In the perpetual alliance of everything that lives   They shout out the sound of life Shout it Even the corpses thrown up by the Atlantic In putrid offering of incoherence And death and in the clearness O...