How come I always seem to be having great lines for writing when I’m busy doing something else other than sitting at my pc or anywhere near to a writing pad? Is it the worst thing that can happen to any writer, whether professional or amateur? This morning while walking back from our market with the missus, I thought of writing something having to do with faith. But as I started to write when I sat down at my pc, the thoughts of faith became interspersed with images of the deaths of innocent victims of road accidents and crimes that are running rampant on our highways and the cities. The image of the mother and two young daughters killed on the highway on a rainy 1st of May, came back to haunt my memory. And my writings went into a different direction….
My faith
Is in the Power and Benevolence
Of the Supreme Being
Not in the futile
Exhortations of mortals
Though they may have
The purest of intentions
Of which most of them do not
They predictably fall short
Of expectations
When upon their very soul
You have to trust
Their intervention
For your deliverance
From the clutches of Evil Schemers
Or the sudden twists of fate
That snatches life of a love one away
From the fast lanes of living
Or from remote corners
Of the safest haven
You have no need
Of a voice to answer when
The Reaper calls your name…..
niiice..
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