A humming word

 Who do we pray to? What do we pray for?  the fragrance of festivities enticed my senses  and the clandestine purpose of godliness entered my impressionable mind  through sweetmeats and laughter but  when the regressive lens of my gender was unveiled the goodness and the holiness negated each other  discriminating a maid, molested by life  and the quiet friend who vowed never to pray  only because it reminded her of the bleakness of light  when misfortune befell  slowly the unfairness of life  weaved its own tapestry  and the unsweetened form of life revealed itself  Prayers and celebration Draped a solemn form  kindness became a prayer and loving despite everything became a celebration

 /for a dear friend, colleague and a sister/ Dear Sister,  Even the mundane is not easy for many.  Let education and patience be your tool and weapon than merely a degree and virtue A voice shrieks the loudest  when silence cloths the action Let the response for every bruise be  progress - of self, of community  Your indifference to the wrong doers  is more powerful than hatred