Hello, my name is.....
what they call me.
welcome to my blogspot. i know you may be a little curious to know who i really am. i'm the first of three kids currently an undergraduate at the Obafemi Awolowo University; i major IN THE STUDY OF DEMOGRAPHY AND SOCIAL STATISTICS.
A poet and also the C.E.O of Africa's convergence point for poets.-lines from africa-.The goal of which is to help showcase the labyrinth of African poetry, while hugely rewarding participants and automatically making them, join Africa's fastest growing poetry network. it also enables participants to network with poets from all over Africa. For Detailed info., visit www.linesfromafrica.com.
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hello,
there comes a season in every persons live, a time that may make you feel alone in this world. With no one to turn to and not a shoulder to lean on.
You nlook into the face of tomorrow, and it seem like you cannot live to meet the uncertainties ALONE. This world and all it's don't wants trying to scare you to your death...
...and suddenly you discover that you are alone.
Your homones respond like every normal persons.... you need a shoulder to lean on, a chest to lie on, an arm to hold you. But you are a woman. And in the quintessential African society, your gender role does not make it right for you to approach a man. What will you do
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