Poet's corner - A golden moment with Sr Prisca

My pot is empty

I am the giant of AfricaGod blessed me with both human and natural resourcesDespite the children that make up my potI am empty. I say it again, my pot is emptyThe natural resources are no more […]

It is dreadful to think of the cruelty of warRulers and promoters of war are aware of this truthSuffering and death come with war, conflict, fight and disputeIn war, there is no peace, unity, harmony […]

My talent is my gift

Just as every design incorporates a unique patternNo two people are gifted the sameMy talent is my gift from GodIt has been given to me for a purpose. Some talents are hidden while some are visible […]

The Lawbreakers

I have done my best to remain a disciplined citizenThe masses have refused to complainThe children have accepted every hard situation in silenceOur youths have maintained calm and orderOur parents instructed us to remain hopeful […]

What is going on?

What is going on?Something is wrong somewhereEverybody is pretending to be silentOur leaders are fooling themselves again. The same people who chose to fight corruption have been victims of the same corruptionThey took their share of […]

Nigeria is not a home

Nigeria is not a homeIt has taken away my nationality and made me a stranger in my father’s houseIt has deprived me of my brighter futureNo! It can never be a home for any reasonable […]

Where then is my freedom

A preacher told me, freedom is part of my lifeHe prepared my mind to believe in liberty of religionYet, I had a record of great men and womenthat have died practising what their faith. Another told […]

They are gone

I’m grieving because my strength is losing My life is melting away like a lighted candle I’m not just happy with my world Everything about me is turning upside down. My joy is fading […]

My pocket is dry

Everyone needs a pocketeven though an ideal pocket does not existAn imperfect pocket gives you just a lessonThere is no doubt you may lose what you put on it. Pockets are a necessity for dressesThe pocket […]

The return of evil

The world is full of good and evilIn politics, a man’s downfall is the rise of anotherThe evil in the world is real and presentWhen virtue is suppressed, then arrives darkness.They told us he was […]

About me

Prisca Onyinye Nwokorie is a Roman Catholic Nun in the Congregation of the Oblate Sisters of St Benedict Joseph Labre based in Italy. She is a writer and poet, with BSc. degree in “Information and Communication Technologies for the Production of Software”, and an MSc. degree in “Computer Science”, both obtained from the University of Bari in Italy. Presently, she is working towards creating a forum to promote e-learning in every field of life for the youths in underdeveloped countries.

Poem by Sr Prisca

Football, The Religion of the Stadium

We gather in the stadia Like worshippers in a shrine Because football is our religion And the stadium, our sacred ground. Enemies and friends unite as one Under the banner of our game Different [...]
Daily digest

Roll up your sleeves

Learn to create your luck even in trials and obstacles Transform your impediments into stepping stones to success Be deaf to negative thoughts and ideas Roll up your sleeves and put in more tries. [...]
Short Stories

SEEDS OF UNFAILING JOY

Sochimacham was tired of being alone in the world. She had no parents, no family, and no friends. She had to make her own way, but that was hard to do. She had no money [...]
Daily digest

The sun is so bright

Like the lifetime of a sun So is Jesus Christ life is made enchanted Like the sun, His beauty radiates in its fullness To unfold the message of peace. The divine light of Christ [...]
Inspiration

A turning point for my soul

I never attempted to speak, to get up or ask questions, I just took all for granted I thought of it as part of normality. I have learnt to live without power. In silence, [...]