She died, just like that!
We go back to normal business.
Life goes on for the girls.
As we wait for the next death.
And we shall return in anger.
After, life will go on and on.
Many more Ugandans will die there.
But why should we be bothered!
Yet we can always send more.
The airport will still be busy.
With queues of vulnerable girls.
Running from kiln to incinerator.
We shall simply look on.
Rest in Peace Patricia,
If this still makes sense.
Greetings to earlier victims.
The pain of mourning.
My graduate of yesterday.
I was only her teacher.
But how will her mother
Receive her daughter
Now as a mere body
Returned minus
Dreams & life!
How will she live?
With the memory
Of that hospital phone call
Negotiating
Her daughter’s organs
In exchange for
An air ticket
For the lifeless body
Of the fruit
Of her womb!
How many more?
Shall we educate
Into desperation
Only to become
The world’s maids
To lose their humanity
To be regarded only but
Labour objects
Carriers of organs
21st century slaves
With no abolitioners
To fight for them
Running from Equator
To planned deserts
Seeking for opportunities
While their leaders
Stage performances
Against imperialism
Parading strength
Where least needed
I won’t cry
No I won’t cry
These flowing
Aren’t tears
I won’t cry
It’s water
I won’t cry
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Ahead of the National TB and Leprosy commemoration tomorrow, the pre -event activities are on going at Nakasogola Primary School sports field. Raising TB & Leprosy awareness through sports.