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I'm black

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I'm  Black I am black, And I'm here to stay. You can hate and slay, But you never get a pay. Even if heaven flows underneath my feet, I'd again choose black for it damn fit. I am black And I promise to never lack nor even slack. You might try to beat You might want to hate But won't be used as a bait. You can arrest me, You can hurt me, You can kill me. But you can never change the color I bleed! Black Color isn't complete without black, If you want it to spark. Black is peace Black is purity Black is white Black and white. Vision in the 60s. ©Gemini Pride
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💃A man worth knowing🤔🤔

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💋Chapter Six💋 The next day, Themba contacted her. He didn’t call, as promised, but sent her an email. It was the first thing she saw when she fired up her laptop at the studio in the morning. The message contained contacts for a great tax consultant, a highly rated accountant, web developers and event organisers, covering all the points they’d touched on the night before. The fact that he’d sent an electronic correspondence stung, but she sent a cool, professional response, thanking him for his time and effort. She wasn’t going to let him get to her. She was simply going to put him out of her mind. In the next week, Mandi threw herself whole-heartedly into rectifying the errors and oversights Themba had picked up in his ruthlessly analytical audit. As the days progressed, things were starting to look up. She might have lost Themba for a second time, but she’d managed to salvage her boutique from the ashes of disaster. She found comfort in her strict business routine, in working o...
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The manager

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The Manager Every rising  sun Meets me on the farm Not mine Nor my father's But someone else's Every setting sun Leaves me in a big compound Where I toil not my field Nor my parents But that which  Is for a stranger Thou I'm a man of age I couldn't help but manage I couldn't man age Instead age man me Bossing me to obey it's command I am a famous man For poverty dwells with me Pain is my anchor And bitterness my best friend I am dressed in a robe of penury The crown of poverty adorns me On my hands are bangles of hopelessness Complimenting my beautiful outfit of doom I have no one to look up to But the supreme up above No where to turn to Even a house, I didn't own I eat the delicacies of sorrow Drank the wine of anguish, In a mansion of wretchedness I am king I manage all I have I mean all of nothing I am a manager Who manage his life, A stupendous manger ® Sam Petros
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THE HR OFFICE

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All salaried people must read this: After 4 years of selfless service, I realized that I had not been promoted, no salary increment, no commendation. So I decided to walk up to my HR Manager. The manager looked at me, smiled and asked me to sit down saying: "My friend you have not worked here for even a single day!" I was shocked to hear this, but the manager went on to explain. And here's the conversation that took place: Manager: How many days are there in a year? Me: 365 days and sometimes 366. Manager: Do you come to work on weekends? Me: No sir. Manager: How many days are there in a year that are weekends? Me: 52 Saturdays and 52 Sundays equals to 104 days. Manager: Thanks for that. If u remove 104 days from 366 days. how many days do you now have? Me: 262 days Manager: How many hours make up a day? Me: 24 Hours. Manager: How long do you work in a day? Me: 8am to 4pm (i.e. 8 hours a day.) Manager: So, what fraction of the day do you w...
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Letter W from a man (mad)

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People called him mad-man but I was surprised when he moved close to me,  He said, “can I ask you a very important question?”  I nodded, in acceptance, and then,  he asked, “am I a mad man?” The obvious answer, from a sane person, will be, "no",  and that was what I said.  “Thank you!”, he replied; then he said,  “just because I don’t see things the way other people do, does that make me a mad man?” "No", I answered again. He bent down, wrote “W”,  and asked me what he wrote. At this point, I was already feeling ashamed,  getting involved in a lengthy conversation with him.  In a hurry to leave, I said “w”,  but I was amazed when he replied to my answer, “You only see 'W', because of the angle at which you are looking at it.  If you turn upside down, you'll see “M”; If u look from the right side, it is “3”, and looking at it from the left side, it is “E”. The fact that I don’t see things at the perspecti...
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