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Agronomy is the science and technology of producing and using plants for food, fuel and
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The need to appoint someone to perform an act on behalf of the person appointing him underscores
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Top Hard Skills to Include in Your CV
Skills are the new professional currency of the 21st century. Presently, recruiters are looking for actual and
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Skills are the new professional currency of the 21st century. Presently, recruiters are looking for actual and quantifiable hard skills.
Living With this August visitor
Invisible is her presence to this naked eye yet heavy stands her essence. Funny enough, she's just like any
Message from FabReads
It's nice to acknowledge the fact that we actually have a message for you right? Oh yes, it is. There
Happy Resumption! (2020 Harmattan Semester)
FabReads welcomes all students (Freshers and Stallites) to OAU campus. Indeed it has been a long break and we hope

Demented
"And the dead be bygone" they said It's funny that I think not I resist the thought. Even though I

Hope
I too could be a masquerade Dancing in the street if Oyo Rejoicing at the clatter of tongues my mother

Grief
KoWhen unity awakens our spirit Souls are lifted and we sing a good song Unto the gods of our lands,

Bush meat
Puberty will hit you hard and strike you across the belly. It will shred good things from you But, you

Spider
When a thousand light has been spun by the night dragon And I can see your face Creamy and calm

Crack
His idea of dancing involved standing still while he held my hands and watched me twirl. It was meant for

Victorious
My death means that I have fallen And egungun has won. Such dorks and ignorant people. They think I'll let

Christmas fun-time
Let us summon our spirit man I don't know what you call love My belly is empty and you're rubbing

Gratitude
For you, I can be dustbin How my second wife looked at me I can't ever erase Like dustbin with

My Funny Story
My funny story... So nice and true I don't see any wrong in what I did No matter what you

Nothing
Nothing and empty Yet you say I am one I haven't found myself. Yet I live alone in my corner

Losing wait
Bed sheets affairs It better not be My heart burns lava And misery abound I thought I had it under

A Psalm of Body
¹ Today, we move, again; past the promiscuous politician ² & the rich man's house; past our Crush's frontage, ³

Recluse
I took my mind off you But my heart still beats for you It broke my heart to be

Oh! My Nation
Oh! My Nation Where is my ration? For they take my portion Of this wide ocean Oh! My Nation

If it isn’t well
If it isn't well said Let us call unto the Calvary Where the saints march And the dust covers their

The Human Scale
somewhere in a room, a man carries his heart on his hands & places this element so fragile on the

Black or White
I'm caught in a middle, a knot forming, tangled in thoughts, only when that vessel is filled, seeking a tap.

Confused
Caught between light and darkness Choosing her path was her only weakness Torn between water and fire She

Green?
Green In the hours of man In the light of time Even a millisecond Stories change . Tell me

The Step Daughter
The Step Daughter She hated you for you had come to replace her mother, You made her realize that you

A Present For You
today, you can brew yourself that sweet cup of coffee. perhaps it's time you gave yourself the same warmth

Abiku
Abiku Pour liberation unto the earth Let the soil be wet and moist You've found out the use of your

Of Clothed Homes
I wish to write a poem of hope, no coins tossed. to write about a boy who wishes to pull

My Angle
if only you could see yourself from my point of view, perhaps you would look past the stretch marks, the

A Faith’s Fate
Today, I'm a picture, shifting out of place, A puff & a prayer, yet I still find myself with no

My Convener
Staring at the space My mind was on a race It gave a pace My tongue could not trace Tracy

The Future in the
After three days of sobriety, mourning, and oceans of tears on the pillow,a white paper showed its presence through the

Thoughts through thorns
All is fair in love, and war, I've heard. I never knew war lived in love too. These days, I'm

My Love
My love of all ages Hearthrob despite aches Awesome in all ways Most beautiful of all pretties Angels cannot stand

If I Drop the
If i drop the pen Will thou assist to be there My hands shivers with fear Will you remember me?
Photogenic or Not
You've been sitting down All alone by yourself here Someone asked me Why is that so?? Why don't you join

Love
With a melted heart, A dissolved and undiluted spirit, I declare my heartfelt desire, As a result of my admire,
Quenched
I once ignited a fire to light our world, I once stomped the ashes to be reborn. I once was

Me
A small girl with a big God They say it's weird A girl endowed with abilities They call it absurd

Our Pride
Captured once upon a time Arrested, caged and tortured without a crime Our lives meant nothing, we were monitored Slaves

Nature’s Early Presence
On a normal working Tuesday, Baths taken and clothes worn, Prepped up to go and listen to the master's teachings,

Shades of Me
I'm a master on some days, The other days, just like yesterday, I'm sitting meekly at the commander’s feet, Listening
Morning Dew
A lot of teenagers were embarrassed of and by their parents but Priscilla bore this much more than any of
TheLefthandedwriter’s 10 Day Poetry Walk –
It was a very Sunny Monday Afternoon on Campus, we were uniformed in our attires of white and black, looking
DEAR CIRCE. My name is Janet and I'm 16. I just turned sixteen recently. See, I'm not here to talk
Campus Story
This is my story before I became an undergraduate… So, yea my mum’s a single mom who is very hard
DEAR CIRCE
DEAR CIRCE. My name is Janet and I'm 16. I just turned sixteen recently. See, I'm not here to talk