Today… I feel it in my whole body.
This is the day
they came to kill my family.
In Jali, aho bari bahungiye,
they found them.
They killed my parents.
They killed my grandparents.
They killed my cousins.
They were afraid.
They were hiding.
They wanted to live.
But no one saved them.
Sometimes I close my eyes
and I try to imagine their last moments…
and it breaks me.
I did not get to say goodbye.
I did not get one last hug.
Today, I cry for them.
Today, I speak for them.
I am alive…
but a part of me stayed with them
on that day.
Twibuke.
Never again. 💔
The person who coined the phrase
“Dynamite comes in small packages” was talking about this ⬇️ One tiny drop & you’re joining Shadrack, Meshak and Abedengo in the fire. Yet, it makes the food taste so good. For lovers of spicy food, get some
“Akabanga” Chilli Oil 🌶️🥵🔥🇷🇼
Not to sound delusional, but please pray for grace. Life isn’t really about hard work. It’s more about alignment, meeting the right people, grace, mercy, and favour.