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Cangue: The crushing mantle of...

Cangue: The crushing mantle of discipline and...

Bravery of the first amphibious...

Bravery of the first amphibious combat unit...

Cangue: The crushing mantle of discipline and dishonour in imperial China

Cangue: The crushing mantle of discipline and dishonour in imperial China In centuries past, before the rise of modern justice, some punishments in China targeted not only the body, but the spirit. One of the most feared was the cangue: a heavy wooden collar locked around the neck, trapping its wearer in public view. From the Song Dynasty to the fall of the Qing Dynasty in 1912, this device, often weighing 10 to 100 pounds, was used for crimes like theft, adultery, or disobedience. READ ALSO: Between Israel and Sheikh Salem al-Harsh: A story...
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Dear Mom, by...

Dear mom, by Aisha M Auyo Dear mom, Like every normal girl, I wasexcited about marriage right from my childhood days. I never thought of anything else...
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I love naija,...

I love naija, by Pokyes Kavwam The political intrigues in the next two days will not dim the emerging ray of national hope without our...
Salim Sani -
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I am from...

I am from Tudun Wada, by Salim Yunusa My Town Whenever I proudly proclaim "Ni fa ɗan Tudun Wada ne" - I am from Tudun Wada...
Salim Sani -
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At last let...

At last let the awakening arise, a poem by Professor Ikechukwu Benjamin Ezeohagwu I At last let the awakening arise, Out of wave, of evils, as slave, then to crave as genuine human being, becoming...
Maryam Umar -
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Trapped under rubbles,...

Trapped under rubbles, a poem by Professor Ikechukwu Benjamin Ezeohagwu I Final Prayer! trapped under rubbles, bent position several hours of rumbles, so weak at that point, dead bodies everywhere, bricks had...
Maryam Umar -
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World now stuck,...

World now stuck, a poem by Professor Ikechukwu Benjamin Ezeohagwu I World now, in rubble, with so much, noise. II World now, in tremble, without such, poise. III World now, in rumble, with so much, trouble. IV World now, in fumble, with so...
Maryam Umar -
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Hushed tales, a...

Hushed tales, a poem by Fatima A.Y.M We remember our yesterday's with smiles, Live our today's in ease on isles, Plan our tomorrow's with hopes and guiles... They...
Maryam Umar -
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Much so wrong...

I Drunk drives, at the helms, much so wrong, with Nigeria, hoots of loots, puff as stuff, dull of null, sparks so stunted, brand bandits, admit abductions, reassure terrorists. II Drunk drives, at the helms, much so wrong, with Nigeria, foots...
Maryam Umar -
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Nigeria: A nation...

I Nigeria, a nation of drama, full of grama of bandits, abductions, ransoms, Boko-Harams, Fulani herdsmen. II Nigeria, a nation of drama, full of kama of corruption, greed, poverty, depression, bloodshed. III Nigeria,...
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