Poetry

You surrender so gracefully,To every season, every change, every adversity.With your branches, I see resilience and flexibility,A lesson for me , to surrender and accept life's diversity. In spring, you burst with new life,In summer, your fruits bring joy and delight,In fall, your leaves turn golden and bright,And in winter, you stand…

Beneath the moon's soft silver beams, A precious little wonder gleams, With twinkling eyes and gentle sighs, A tiny life begins to rise. An angel in a human form, A miracle that's been born, With rosy cheeks and tiny feet, A bundle of innocence, oh so sweet. With chubby hands and curious eyes, The world's a wonder, a sweet surprise, And…

God's love for me as a woman,Is like a river ever-flowing,Endlessly and tirelessly,In its constant, pure bestowing. It lifts me up when I am low,And carries me through life's ebb and flow,It gives me strength and fortitude,To face whatever comes, renewed. God's love for me as a woman,Is a beacon shining bright,Guiding me through the darkest…

In the stillness of the night,When the world has gone to sleep,I sit and ponder on my life,And the promises I keep. In this moment of quiet reflection,I am filled with an overwhelming affection,For the one who stands before me,And the beauty that I see. For though I am flawed and imperfect,I am learning to love and accept,All the parts of…

My lover is standing by, teach me your surrender dance, dear living relative, product of the powerful energy that formed me. Give me your yellow flowers that are delicately attached to your slender stem lining that runs through your large green leaflets. I want to celebrate in front of my lover, so teach me to surrender like your elegant…

"Have you understood the charges, Mr. Ndereya?" the judge inquired. Ndereya sobbed as she looked down. His skin was pallid and deformed. He has been detained since 2018. Ndereya is a total orphan, having lost both parents to AIDS. He was raised in an orphanage and received an education up to the University level. He earned his Bachelor of…

Screams of laboring mothers filled the lit room, and next to me was a small bed with a branded mattress and bedsheets. Doctors and midwives rotated through the room, checking on the women one by one. Auchi!!! I suddenly felt a sense of mystery. The tightening sensation that moved around to the front in a wave-like motion became…