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Please this short story is open for you to criticize and learn from it. Remain blessed as you read through.


There was this preacher not a pastor, unlike our society where every corner you find a preacher he has a church, quick to spring up all in the name of preaching the gospel. We now have more churches than even schools self. He lived in a small town with his teenage son matin. Matin was the opposite of what his father believed in, he lived a reckless life. A lifestyle his father sometimes wondered if that was his own trials of faith. Things fell apart when matins got into drug abuse. His father (the preacher) had prayed his heart out for God to save his son from this path of unrighteousness, this path that leads to damnation of eternal death. One day matin returned home and told his father he was leaving him. His father was heart broken, he begged matin not leave him. In his words "my
Son the world is no more safe for young men like you to live at ur will, the days are evil. Please don't leave me you see my condition Is detoriating everyday I can't even walk without the support of my stick." All what he said fell on deaf ears yet matin ignored his plea

I am still trying to find my rythm in the world of poetry, I have read a lot of poems on NL and am inspired. Here is a piece from me.
By day a whirl wind rises from the North sweeping across the earth,

By night it settles with a cold breeze with a promise of a better day.

By day the birds hovers in the sky making haste to build their nest,

By night they settle in the comfort of their nest with a promise of a better day.

By day the fig tree in the wood prune the withered leaf,

By night a fresh leaf begins to sprout with a promise of a better day.

By day the fox leaps upon the mountains, skipping upon hills chasing shadows,

By night it finds shelter under the dark shadows of the cleft of a rock with a promise of a better day.

By day I feel the strength of the sun scorch brightly above me,

By night I feel the strength of the moon within me with a promise of a better day.

By day the cry of a baby next door brings worries to the mother,

By night the laughter of the baby brings joy to her mother with a promise of a better day.

By day I got over you with a heart filled with hate,

By night I started loving you again with a promise of a better day

OP you ignored mine
It’s time to arise!! Let us arise!!

My fellow compatriots arise,

Memory of the beauty of the anthem, so nice,

We sang it with passion and pride with no compromise,

We studied every night in silence,

Yes we were prepared for this moment,

The moment we’ve been waiting for,

We kept to our guardian’s advice.

The moment that would dry the tears from their eyes,

But that moment was cheated,

Here came the cheater unannounced.

There was a chill in the wind that night,

One like no other with a grave silence,

It sent shiver to my spine in silence,

A loud noise broke the silence,

We ran blindly in the dark like we were on practice,

There was chaos everywhere with the echo of cries,

Everyone scrambling for safety,

Here they are on mufti,

You are safe they spoke softly,

We calmed our nerves immediately.

The dark made it difficult for sight to see,

Out there in the dark came a dime head light from an old truck.

My foot hurts cried a girl in the dark,

So fast we made it to the truck in the dark,

In the dark smelt the stench in the truck,

I closed my sunken eyes as tears gracefully crawled down my face in the dark,

Out of the dark came the rustling sound the engine made,

Eyes rolled from side to side as we set on motion,

Out of the silence I heard my heart beat to the sound of the truck,

Out of the dark a voice whispered I’m scared,

There was dead silence only our heart beats responded.

Out of the dark a voice whispered who are they?

The engine stopped running and the rhythm disappeared,

The moon shone to our rescue,

The dark hide its face from the light,

The trees around us were sad,

Where are we? Where are we? Was the question that had no answer?

A man from the dark ushered us out from the truck,

His bushy eyebrows and wide nose gave him a severe look,

Welcome to sambisa, forcing a smile on his face,

I then realized from the throbbing of my heart and quick breathing it was not a nightmare.

#bringbackourgirls, then became the new anthem of the day