Arm in our flesh is limbs we keep in duty and time Nothing is in excess without exceeding times we kept it for normal measures Beyond length we record the excess…beyond measure we record the extraordinary Great writers speak words in the language of an excellent writing Wonders of good writers exceed the limit of good write-up Hold your peace at a fold for all lost at once is not found in a grip The way onward is to strive without giving up in order to keep the tempo without giving in The language of the paper speaks the pen The words of the paper are for the sight that skims them ******************************** Godman Sabastine Tochukwu In the farthest...see the words of great pen from the hands that make them