ABOUT WRITING ON WEDNESDAYS

I am one person who really enjoys impromptu inking sessions, I think my love for it stems from the fact that I've received two awards from impromptu writing competitions.

This makes me look forward to Wednesdays when @AfroBloggers will drop a prompt and call out African writers to write instantly about any picture he shares for the day. It's always a thrilling moment when we get to savour the sweetness of poetry from various shades of creativity and the fun it comes with.

There are times when I feel so lazy to write but once it's Wednesday, I try to pick up my pen and scribble some lines. Here's the latest. I wrote two actually... Which do you prefer?

The propmt

Poem 1

Poem 2

Feel free to add yours too and follow me @Alicespringz01 on Twitter. Also do well to follow @Afrobloggers and join us on our writing party every Wednesday. Thanks for reading!!!

Alice Asuquo

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THINK OF THIS

How good is a house if its not a home How good is a tree if it bears no fruits How good is a garden if it has no flowers How good is a clock if it cant tell the time How good is are friends if they cant care and share How good are eyes if they cant be used for sight How good are ears if they cant be used for hearing How good is a nose that cant be used for breathing How good are legs if they cant be used for locomotion How good is a mirror that cant reflect images How good is a phone that cant be used for calls How good is a heart that cant pump blood How good is a book that cant be read How good is a youth without a dream and How good if your life if you are not living for Christ Remember a life without Christ is a life in crisis written by Alice Asuquo

A mother's love

Its a love so divine and true A mother's love cannot be compared to another It is as sweet as honey... A taste that remains palatable Throughout a lifetime Her love is as warm as wool She goes through the hustle and bustle To ensure that life for her child is pretty cool As steady as a rock Mother's love remains unchanged Amidst faults and wrongs of her child She forgives A mother's love is as gentle as a dove She's always there with a dose of love Mother remains patient as Job Through the thick and thin Even the highs and lows Quietly teaching and correcting in love For the hope she has ...

SLAVERY AND ETERNITY

Kidnapped and stolen from homeland Their capture was brutal and inhuman For a terrible voyage each was branded Hot coals to the skin was much dreaded Packed into hot and dark holds of slave ships Everything were they given accompanied by whips Surviving a loathsome and terrible voyage Death was an only way out of bondage Years have passed since slave trade ended Still many live in fear and some in hatred Some willfully go into worst slavery Thinking not of freedom because they move freely Unfortunately everyone is born a slave But can choose to whom he/she is enslaved Fearfully many go for evil And become slaves to the devil When oft with luxury they are blindfolded Many forget life after they are dead But unto God we are not slaves but sons Wearing crowns as bright as the sun On the day of that great morning When in beauty it shall be dawning Which gate unto you shall be open That to peace or to an oven Written by Precious Eze For Favour Bulletin

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