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Mr Elem writes from Sweden!

by Chris Ezeh

In the heat of the USA elections between BUSH and K.a boy
stood before his dad and asked:
Dad what ˊs politics?
Dad said, well son, let me try to explain it this way.


I’m the breadwinner of the family, so let’s call me
CAPITALISM, Your mom, she,s the administrator of the
money, So we’ll call her the GOVERNMENT.
We’re here to take care of your needs , So we’ll call
you the PEOPLE.

The NANNY, we’ll name her the working
class. Now your baby brother, we’ll call him the
future. Now, think about that and you see if that
makes sense!
So the little boy went to bed thinking about
what Dad has said, Later that night, he heard his
brother crying, so he got up to check on him and found
that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the
little boy went to his parent’s room and found his
mother very deep asleep.

Not wanting to wake her, he went
to the nanny’s room only to meet the door locked, he peeped
in the keyhole and saw his father in bed with the
nanny. He gave up and went back to bed.

The next morning, the little boy said to his father,
I think I understand politics now,
The father replies, Good son, tell me in your own
words what you think it is,
The boy promptly answered, well, while Capitalism
screwing the Working class, the Government is asleep,
the People are being ignored, the FUTURE is in deep
The EAC Project-Co-ordinatorˊs poem: –I SURRENDER-
SENT from Sweden, on his first Experience with the Nordic Winter.
**By Vincent Elem**

Something happened, I woke up and when I stepped out,
…… the grasses outside were a
little bit light in colour I thought it was the dew
that made it so then I
discovered it was really cold, VERY COLD  as I have ever seen before. As I moved on I
looked at the lake beside
where I live and it was as if the cloud came down to visit and
to touch the water, there
was no difference between both. Then I got closer and
looked at the
ground…. and I discovered: The grasses had frozen up and
the ground as hard
as ice block, even the sand was frozen, the wooden
house by the lake’s floor
was frozen as well.
I spoke to myself: They said, its not winter though and things are already
WINTER. I Surrender

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