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Article Written by: Asante Krobea Elvis I found out in my research that society rarely talks about masturbation because of its associated stigma. About 75% of the world’s population watch pornography and/or masturbate; Pornographic sites are the most visited sites on the internet. What most people do not know is that managers of the internet have crawlers that monitor viewers of a particular website. Another baffling fact that got me discouraged to put a stop to this work was the fact that, masturbation has been supported by many medical experts and some renowned pastors. I proceeded to write this for a simple reason, that, my Bible speaks against it. Due to the fact that many people are engaging in this act but refuse to talk about it openly, I considered terming it the “ *dirty secret*” act. I found out that there are so many ways people engage in this dirty secret act. This article seeks to talk about its negative effects and surest ways of curbing it. Before we taste

Governments come and go yet one thing they all share in common is the fact that either of these governments have had so much problems to solve, including even those that were not mentioned in their policies. When an individual is appointed a leader, being of a country, organization, home or school, such a person assumes a sacrificial responsibility; and for all I know, sacrifice is all about getting the task done no matter what it takes and not just talking. Even today, every child, young or old, knows for a fact that as a country we are confronted with loads of challenges and none of them seems to ending yet as most of such problems are not to be blamed on either of the previous governments but rather since the foundation of this country was laid. Now, even though we the ordinary citizens know what we face as a country, some politicians out of their own selfish interest I would say, refuse to tell us the truth and so we are always stacked in development. Just imagine how a country w

I’m still here, waking up, while I dream every morning There was something called love, and we both shared it; it was beautiful I still dream of the euphoric moment, when in our salad days we were ignorant of decisions Until when We needed food for our stomachs and you very well couldn’t secure a three square meal for yourself Yes! I could have waited But we both know that time favored you more, that it did with me So, When the potbellied middle aged man Asked me to marry him I knew Automatically That not in a million years Would I have said Yes But it came to the point When I had to brood And decide I never said that love didn’t matter It really did That is why it hurt me then, that is why it hurts, even now Because With no trace of alacrity I agreed I decided to marry him He would give me the life that money could buy As for love If I loved him? No! So I suberized my heart Deceived myself Th