How is this side of life. On my side it has been winter. Endless snow balls that santa threw my way in the disguise of exams. Which explains why I have been playing “spy next door” with this platform.
We have so much catching up to do…ooh boy!! where to start..
September has been one of those months that passes by you. I only noticed after we parked in the October lane.
Yes!!! It felt like a hit and run, a bomb blast at noon… a spontaneous eruption that left before I felt it’s heat.
This is exactly how Independence day dashed in. I honestly wasn’t ready, I needed time to process it. It feels like just yesterday we were dancing to drum beats and ululation of a golden Jubilee and five years later we are still dancing.
Somewhere on social media a group of Ugandans are ranting about how colonized they feel. Down here in Bushyenyi our kinsmen are celebrating the visit of the president. The irony is hilarious
Kafunda Kreative and Uganda Blogging Community bring you an opportunity to tell your Ugandan story throughout this Independence week. We are Uganda, Let’s get writing!!!
Here is something small I scribbled…..
We will tell tales of history today, tomorrow
Of how we rejoiced in between pangs and painful wombs
Of our struggle to birth life out of death
We will sing songs of liberation
Of a freedom from shackles that grip our minds
Chains that remind us to tremble at the heat of the volcano
A liberty to exist in our entirety
To forget the voice of thunder and sound of fear
To be untangled with the kowtow to the scavenger
We will tell our children of a freedom we lived to see
One we foretold in our dreams and poetry
They will call us prophets.. Or maybe not
Maybe we will provoke them to covet to live free
Maybe we will cause them to lead better
Our history will resound in their hearts like cordless harmonies
Without tune they will seek to establish order
That even beyond death they will carry us in their minds
Tomorrow we will tell our story without sound
Because our scars will narrate our Victory
Happy Independence Day
Our greatest lesson for September is derived from a quote by Dr. Maya Angelou.
My mission in life is not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style.
These words remind me that our purpose on this earth is more important that certain things we drain ourselves with. We are not here to simply exist but to thrive to live, laugh and love. For me this was a reminder to loosen up a little and be me.
For October I am expectant. I feel it’s going to be a very adventurous month.
Otherwise Our depression series is still on. I have not written poetry in a while but am planning to share a few pieces here this month. And above all to set aside Saturday for blogging. Let’s see how this goes
1John4: 4 You are of God, little children, and have overcome them, because He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.
Bellows of love.
©Tales of a curious mind