Mount Letch!

Mount Letch

Who is this poor girl,
Acting surrogate on the altar of deceit,
On the summit of mount Letch,
Getting laid in someone's stead,
A vicarious love making,
Through the body of another.

How many options does a man have,
When the love of his life,
Is thousands of miles across the oceans,
In a far and distant land... ?
Million dollar question which begs an answer,
To do or not to do?
He yielded to the weaker part of him,
He chose to be a letch :(
How sad,
How very sad!

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary.

What if!

What if!

What if there was a camera on you,
Wired to earth,
Projected on the giant screen of the bright skies of the world,
Live images of all your activities and thoughts,
Would you still do them?,
Would you still think them?,
If not, then don't do it!

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

Greed!

Greed!

Arrrh greed,
Macadam to the place of ultimate destruction,
With an allure of satisfaction,
As fake as the wig on a bald head!

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

Mighty wave...

Mighty Wave...

A mighty wave of the emptiest vanity,
Sweeps across the world,
Unless you stand firm,
It will sweep you off your feet,
Help me God...

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

Fueling the medicant cycle

hellooo,

I also blog every once in a while with a group of young people. I recently wrote an article for that blog and you can see it at

http://www.worldopinionjournal.blogspot.com/2010/02/fueling-mendicant-cycle.html

I will be glad to learn from your own thoughts... thanks for stopping by... come again...

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary.

The storm is raging!

The storm is raging

Beyond taming and beyond reach, the storm is soaring;

With nature’s loudest voice , the storm is roaring;

Caught in one of nature’s cruelest mimes;

Almost losing my mind;

As life teaches its best lesson yet;

In the process transforming a mindset;

A lesson of beauty and of pain;

A lesson about the price of gain;

That the thorns take away nothing from the beauty of a rose;

The rise from a planted naked stalk to beautiful, enchanting, charming rose;

That some of the most astounding petals of beauty sit on stalks of thorns ;

And every natural rose bush comes with thorns;

That those who refuse to brave the thorns;

May settle for petals of the flowers of corn;

That redemption's greatest possibility ;

Lies in the eye of the greatest storms;

That even the finest eye of faith;

Cannot see beyond the storm;

But it can trust, trust, trust;

An all loving, omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent God;

Beyond the raging storm and more.

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary

Grim diagnosis

Grim diagnosis

She could have been anyone,
Nothing had prepared her for what she was to hear,
As the doctor uttered that one word,
CANCER,
She wished she was suffering from auditory hallucinations,
For a brief moment she lived in a world of denial,
The world seemed to have come to a still,
She panicked,
Flooded with an unexplainable cocktail of emotions,
Channeled in a river of tears,
Gushing from the fountain head,
Of a ready producing gland of tears,
Then she quickly pulled herself together,
For after the diagnosis,
Comes the prognosis,
This needed her full attention,
Some decisions had to be made,
Combination therapy,
A knife on her,
Some poison in her veins,
Some poison from the rays,
You would know from her hair!
She'd seen some win the battle before,
With exercise and diet and deeply abiding faith,
She will not lose without fight,
Help her God,
Combat,
All,
New,
Cells,
Escaping,
Rules of proper living.

© 2010 afeseh ngwa hilary