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Les raisons du conflit Israelo-Iranien en cours actuellement, sont l'ordre géostratégiques et économique, bien loin des vélleités culturelles et/ou religieuses. Comme à l'accoutumé, les États-unis et le monde Occidental font la guerre par procuration.

Une femme qui vous appelle Bébé, Cheri ne signifie rien...Une Femme loyale vaut mieux que tout...

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CORRUPTION MASSIVE EN EUROPE: L'UNION EUROPÉENNE (UE) EST DEVENUE L'UNION DES ESCROCS OU ENCORE L'UNION DES ELITES (FAVORISÉES)

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*⏳⌛Pensée du jour⏳⌛*

_*🌹Le bonheur n’est pas d’avoir ce que l’on désire mais d’apprécier ce que l’on a. 🌹*_
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POURQUOI L'AIDE AU DÉVELOPPEMENT N'AIDE PAS L'AFRIQUE?
L'AIDE AU DÉVELOPPEMENT: UNE MACHINE À PILLER?
“Nos gouvernants ont échoué.” On vous explique pourquoi malgré des milliards de dollars d’aide publique au développement, l’Afrique ne se développe pas :

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#ensnaredbydesign #weboflies #dogood

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Ensnared by Design.

In halls of power, where shadows play,
A sinister game unfolds by day,
Weaving webs of deceit, a deadly art,
Their own demise, forever in their heart.

With lies and tricks, they climb the throne,
But justice waits, with a fate foretold,
Their webs of deceit, a fragile hold,
Breaking point, their own story untold.

In darkness, they plot and scheme,
But karma's eye, their fate would beam,
Their own design, a trap so fine,
Catching them, in its deadly confine.

Power's throne, a fleeting, fading dream,
Built on lies, a foundation weak and lean,
Their reign of fear, a temporary might,
Crashing down, in endless, darkest night.

With every step, they weave their snare,
A trap so cunning, beyond compare,
But wisdom's voice, a warning calls,
Their own downfall, in fatal, silent falls.

Their hearts are dark, their souls astray,
Guided by greed, they'd seize the day,
But conscience whispers, a haunting sigh,
Their own guilt, a burden heavy, hard to deny.

In mirrored halls, their reflections stare,
A ghostly figure, with secrets bare,
Their webs of deceit, a fragile veil,
Torn apart, their true selves frail and pale.

Their legacy, a tale of shame and pain,
A chapter closed, in infamy's name,
Their power's throne, a temporary seat,
Eternity's judgment, their final, solemn beat.

The wheels of fate, a turning grind,
Crushing those, who deceit design,
Their own making, a fatal trap,
Springing shut, their final, darkest map.

In the end, a lesson's learned and told,
Deceit's path, a journey burned and cold,
Their own design, a self-made fate,
A cautionary tale, forever great.

Engr. Chigozie Chukwuemeka Ononiwu

#weboflies #rejectevil #dogood

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