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TheWritingHub:
Hello, beautiful writers.

At the start of the year, I started the writing and editing service platform, The Writing Hub.

I have been writing and publishing professionally since 2013, but this year, I decided to have a platform that will project the service further.

Also, I want to create a platform for writers to share their works and reach a wider audience.

That's why I'm asking you to be part of Writing Hub. We have a growing Facebook page you can share your work and reach a wider audience.

We have plans for a website, blog, Instagram and Twitter pages soon. But first, we need writers willing to provide content.


To be part, please drop your no, and I will add you to a WhatsApp group where we'd discuss our plans.

Or you can PM me at 08164041005.

08096390659

Ebere!��

Others will have fallen for Awero, But I have chosen the woman from afar.
That ye may not understand the words of Ifakola and that you might not be mesmerized by the thoughts of Ejiwunmi.

Only I shall be the Key!

In the morning,likened to a graveyard
Filled with the different genders
Compiling the exhaust of the previous days
And opening forth their stalls to welcome wealth
With the hopes and aspirations of a bright sun

At noon,the cloud changes face
The sun brightens up along sides various face
And stone-cold others look
There is a notice of sand before some stalls
Whereas d frontage of some shine like broken China

The various expectations arouse when the sun kisses the earth goodbye
Humans in suits and wrappers rush in deciding on which stalls they will like to stand in
There is awakening of dust and noise likened to that of an unserviced generator
Currencies counted and exchanged for goods and services
And the people are happy

Then the moon decides to chase the people away
it opens way to darkness
Whilst some people are still in the process of transactions
Majority re-arrange their stalls,locking it to safeguard their products
And kiss the earth of their wealth garden a blissful Good night.

If only we are allowed a chance to face the Creator who slugs every individual like he wishes
That creator that slugs one with bitterness and the other with joy-unending
Constantly I refer to the one the world reveres as he does like he wishes
Let me tell you a tale of his doings;
To one he *lends* a child and the other, he bestows the ability to *own*
To some his works are utterly beautiful and to others he just has to be praised
But if only, if only ......
What will life have been if we aren't turntables in his hands
Ever wondered if they would be a feast someday where we will be allowed to interrogate Him
Then shalln't we be able to understand why to Alice he surrenders riches without peace
And to Elizabeth, Peace without Riches
Why he decided to be begotten of Mary,
And not of Elizabeth.
Like he wishes, he does .
Surely, the world is constantly in awe of him
Running miles on miles to decipher his wish and to be in his good book
We are reminded that we are pendulums and he is the bell
We are always in awe of You.


Oluwadamilola!