Describe a Place in the ABP

What will you remember about the ABP? Can you capture its unique characteristics in writing?

Choose a place in the ABP and write a description of it.

Library

walk across the blue-black sea

book to book

a wood chair is a buoy

desks islands

sky white with circular suns and light

silver sprinklers

Surrender!

Write a response to the expression: There is no option but surrender.

There is no other option other but to surrender

by Abdelrahman Kamel

No one can remember

The day on December when everything meant nothing and nothing meant everything.

When I opened the door of a man-made machinery and there it was.

A piece of my heart was laying there with colorful anxiety and cheerfulness.

I tried to resist but the smell of happiness overcame me

As waves of joy and

There is no other option but to surrender

As far as I remember

What matters is not our color wealth or gender

We stand strong in times of darkness

But keep in our mind and wonder

As times go by our rose is deserved

By days in which we feel unachieved

Ignorance and tolerance should not put a frown on our lives and faces

Sometimes surrendering is the most effective weapon used to attack our enemy but then be deceived. At the end what matters most is not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends  

Chosen Path

by Sa'eeda Mu'azu

I did not want to come to Qatar

But my parents forced it on me

After which I pleaded with sympathy of not knowing anyone over there

However they didn’t seem to care

After days of crying and pleading

I realized no one cared about how I felt

Then I knew my only choice was to surrender to the path chosen for me

There was no other choice but surrender.

by Rawa Yousfi
With arms wrapped around me, slowly sucking the air out of my lungs and suffocating me, there was no other choice but surrender. This hug, this act of love and compassion seems to be too strong for my heart to resist. I surrender. I surrender to a friend who I once considered an enemy. I can still feel his knife in my back, piercing my skin. I am in between love and treason, but I surrender myself. I don’t know what I surrender myself to. It could be heaven, it could be hell. Perhaps it’s a mixture of both: him.

Take more time

There were still people

I feel deep sorrow

It has a cash value

There is no argument

No alternative

We urge anyone

Occasionally

This type of networking is a limited-intake,

Non-profit, no-kill surrender

We have no other options

Without destroying the ship

It is important

You will have no other choice

A dead hero

The Beast

by Sa'eeda Mu'azu

The book Lord of the Flies shows the beast in humans

I see a lot of people running from it

Even me

But with the beast of some growing

We are all forced to surrender to that little beast in us

Sometimes for just a minute

Or the less fortunate forever