Bulututu Ozuah: BEAUTIFUL UGLY

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Friday, March 23, 2007

BEAUTIFUL UGLY

Sweet and sour Lisa, How old is your actrocities? You dart like a snake to bite your preys And smile like a priest to place your piece Of heart on the pale plate of peace. You burnt a beautiful bush And quenched it with holy water. Lisa my dear tetchy saint, The beautiful and ugly mortal. How do you... Sign in to see full entry.

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The world has gone phut,you rest at your own peril.The moment you feel accomplished is the most convinent time for trouble to come cooking,rest is worth embracing but it brings enough kegs of woes upon homosapiens.No rest!We only rest when we cease to be humans,rest is not the friend of Fate.When a child is born,he or she never stops to wonder asunder until the day old age sinks his vibrant years,what remains is absolutely nothing but a passing scene of life.Even when we do rest our head, our mind and soul is always in commotion.Can there be absolute rest for living mortals?Presumably,what we call rest is just a little cooling off of nerves,the real rest does not exist in mortality.

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