Lyricool Liturgy Blog

My name was Suspect and this is my story   One day while spending time with my drinking buddies at our favourite hangout spot, I picked up the pack of cigarettes we were smoking and stared reflectively at the bold write up in front of it - "Smokers are liable to Die Young".  Who were the cigarette company talking to? I silently asked myself and took of sip of the alcoholic beverage on my side of the table. I was stunned at how foolish I and my drinking buddies were to buy poison with our own money and ingest it into our systems. That day I promised my self never to smoke again.  But then I lied, I didn't give it much thought afterwards, hence smoking continued.  My buddies and I were just young adult trying to chop life and relish our youth. We were far from home and we lived a carefree life on campus and nothing could stand on our way, not even the coat wearing Papas and Mamas that often disturbed us with invites to their fellowships with judgementa...

I and Amanda have been head over heels for each ever since we met at the mall last year. I, a fresh tech graduate struggling to make ends meet while Amanda is a business tycoon's daughter. She had all she wants and so damn pretty. Why she agreed to date me still startles me.  Despite her mother's continues obstinate disapproval, Amanda's mind is made up and the woman has nothing else to do but to respect her daughter's decision and keep hoping that she wakes up from infatuation.  The day before yesterday, Mr's Cooker summoned me to her office. She was categorically clear that I should not tell her daughter about the proposed meeting and after proscastination and advice from my friends, I decided to be courageous and honour her invitation this morning.  "Biodun! welcome have a seat." she told me and I quickly obliged her.  "I know you love my daughter Amanda but socially, there's a sharp contrast between our family and yours. Please I...

My friend is acquaintance with a certain man. Let's assume his name is Bello. Bello is jovial and good to everyone around him but he had the habit of drinking and quereling with his young wife.  recently things went sore between Bello and his wife and it resorted to him hitting her. The neighbour next door rushed to her rescue before the melancholic fellow would kill her. The altercation left her with a swollen lip and a red eye.  At night her husband threw her luggage out and asked her to leave his house. He locked his apartment and drove to God's knows where, leaving the lactating mom and his child outside. When I heard about this incident I almost cried. Why are *some men this heartless. How could he do to that to his wife and kid. If his wife offended him, did the child offend him too?"  With nowhere to go and a crying child, she sat on the corridor sobbing, when the neighbour who rescued her earlier came back home, he had no choice but to invite her in. H...