It is not fair - A golden moment with Sr Prisca

Agony of Life

“It is not fair, God! It is not fair! How can you allow a handful of men more joy than is good for their sanity and the rest of us more tears than we can afford rags to wipe dry? If you really exist, God, then you are partial and spiteful. Why must I suffer this way? If you are Good, then why do you allow evil to be a lot of those who put their trust in you; those who toil with the sweat of their hoes to make ends meet? God! God! G-o-d! Oh! God is dead”. […]

The agony of life

“It is not fair, God! It is not fair! How can you allow a handful of men more joy than is good for their sanity and the rest of us more tears than we can […]

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

ANOTHER YEAR IS OVER

On this last day of the year I sit and think about everything that has passed The memories, the moments, the happy and the sad The lessons learnt, the challenges overcome I think of the [...]
Poet's corner

Wike, the man of valour

I know him, Ezenwo Nyesom Wike He is the voice of his people a governor that shakes the entire nation His name grips fear to the criminals, the lawbreakers and those who fight against the [...]
Poet's corner

Like strangers in my father’s house

While the master instructs his children on the paths of uprightness,His servants continued to cheat as in an unguarded manner.The master left them in their evil ways,until their conscience finally put them on hold. [...]
Poem by Sr Prisca

SIGHT WITHOUT SORROW

A sight without sorrow Is a world without tears A place of endless laughter Where sadness is a foreign factor No more cries of pain Or heartache that remains Gone are the days of sorrow [...]
Lives of Saints

THE COURAGE OF SAINT AGATHA

The Martyrdom of Saint Agatha A tale of pain and sacrifice Her body, forgotten by the knife Now rests in a field, rotting away Buried deep under the earth She tasted its bitter taste Her [...]