Capturing several moments written poetically by our WriteFluencing family on the first prompt for 2022!
When everything is going wrong, it’s hard to believe in miracles. When there’s not enough food to eat and relationships are in turmoil, it’s not easy to wait for the good days. When life’s gummed up and sleep becomes an escape, it’s difficult to be positive about the prospect of good days.
Sure, you’ve stayed in touch with those with whom you’re the closest, but your more distant ties are declining and so community engagement is critical to your overall wellbeing.
The program commenced with a welcome speech by me. All the grandparents were seen arrayed neatly in their finest attire, seated snugly with their grandchildren. They made sure that they were visible on the screen. I could hear a child whisper…
Once a little girl took me from a fair,
I was sad to leave my friends but I had to get on,
She held me by the string, pushed and pulled me up and down.
On her way home, she casually plopped me on the road,
I moved aimlessly here and there…
Eventually whatever we do and say won’t make a difference because we’re a part of the society where women cannot be like men no matter how liberal our gathering is. And so, I’m not sure if everyone here can relate to it, but I need the freedom of choice…