Tomorrow: Equal to the sum of our today
Everyone believes all futures are great. Many people have preached the songs of better tomorrow. We even rhythm a song in my primary school where we sang a song calling ourselves…
The writer's son
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My Pen Is My Story
Zapfic50friday: Writing a story in exact fifty words
Story The morning was cold shortly after a rainfall that lasted not more than an hour. While people went about their day casually, Janet, a banker ,wore her brown jacket to help…
The Sacred Oath
Dwixer lives in a city studio, a building with exposed brick, high ceilings, large windows and visible ductwork. It has a coffee table that lifts into a desk and one sofa that…
Venting regrets
Most of my inspirational posts seem to be a message to myself. I write to myself and allow the other part of me to read it as if it was spoken by someone else. This topic "one…
Aging
The tickling of time a dreadful foe The mirror plays a slow, persistent game The field watches her green turns gray The skin welcome her new found mate The face is familiar, yet…
The Olympics Spirit
It was the Olympic season. A period everyone anticipated for , not because of its glamor, but because it brought people together from far and near. Everyone's hope was high…
The Abuse Of Power
One constant change we have noticed in politics is the abuse of power once someone assumes an office. It seems power is intoxicating that no one outsmart her charms. I have seen…
Zapfic50 Friday : Civilians
As the war broke out, Civilians from both countries were taking to safety. Only people in the military were equip for the battle and demanded to protect that which they have…
Does Miracle exist?
What is a miracle? Does it exist? A question that troubles my very soul. I've heard people talk about it, I've longed for one to happen, not around me but to me. I've felt my…
Starting small
I have seen a lot of people with great ideas, great talents and amazing abilities but their lives do not look like what they carry. I have been with a friend who can tell…