Saturday, February 19, 2011

My heart is like a star

                                                      By Mory Keita

My heart is like a star, brighter that Sirius.
Its light illuminates this dull world,
Like sun shine upon us at dawn.

When my heart shall be broken,
The stars shall shatter like broken mirror
And darkness shall envelope this world.

Without my love there is no love,
Without my light there is no light,
And without light, night shall lonely sleep.
O heart, what is this world without light?

My heart is a star perched above clouds.
When the stars shall shatter, my heart shall break.
But, as long as Sirius and its companion shine,
My love shall always illuminate this dull world

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Tales of an idle man-- a poem

                                                  By Mory Keita

They call me the idle man, the pest, a nuisance to society.
They claim that I spend my days insolently daydreaming,
Because I read tales of man neither my forefathers nor I had seen.
I do not disclaim their sordid claims, for indeed I am a daydreamer.
I have seen far beyond the bounds of common men's thoughts in dreams.

For many a day, I have plucked and pocked my nose in this bathtub,
Visited and slept in golden palaces where I met many fair maidens,
And drunk drinks of fierce battle and lived my youth once more.

In my dreams, I fought alongside intrepid Jason against evil enchanters.
We parted in quest of the Golden Fleece to obtain his rightful throne.
I branded my golden shield like Achilles  roaring like the Nemean lion.
After that battle, Ares himself hailed my bravery and troops sang my name.

I also visited Caesar’s palace in Rome and sat at his dinner table.
we discussed issues pertaining to the good of the republic.
then, i was given command of legions of centurions to fight barbarians.
but such a task was too barbarous for my civility.

and then, I flew on a carpet to India and sat atop the Taj Mahal,
listening to the enchanting call to prayer of the Muslims.
It was  there that I was  taken to a fairy land with enchanting beings.
There I rescued damsels in distress from witches and evil doers.

As I retired from my noble quest, I was taken into the land of the pharaohs.
I felt in love with Cleopatra, fought with mark Antoine and Caesar and reigned.

In short i have lived and traveled across the Milky Way in a hot bathtub,
and I  have lived my life to the  fullest like the great Ulysses.


Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Laughing stones-- a poem

By Mory Keita

Friends do not joke.
Their hearts must be stone.
Their smiles, dry like the harmattan.
Joke around and be called a fool,
Show friendship and be hated.
Friends must not laugh together.
Friends are foes, foes friends.
Friendship has reached dead end.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Elementary Linear Algebra 9 th ed solution manual

Below is the link to download the complete solution manual to Anton's Elementary linear algebra.

DOWNLOAD Elementary linear algebra solution Manual

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