Eguria

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 human being on earth and others are considered lesser or nothing at all. Where there is no love in a place there is pride among the people of that place. Pride builds a force im...

The author in this literary piece reveal a fact which many will not agree with because all of us has divertgent views of issues that come our way. In this article, he said that the woman is a kind of deity in disguise, hence she requires to be worshipped by a man. This fact is present with us as we are eidence of this situation, we see it in our society every day. You can also read an article in this blog titled 'Deity in Man by Eguriase S. M. Okaka. Read and learn more from this blog. Thanks!  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...

“The Grieved Lands” style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">-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 An...