Daily Prompt: Believe

via Daily Prompt: Believe What Happened To Uganda, The Country We Were All Proud Of? The early 2000’s to which most of my age-mates and I gain our political knowledge were great times to grow up into. The economy was stable, the doughnuts and food were cheap and sizable, education was cheap, we attended  public…

Letter to My Teenage Self

Dear Lil Rhacky, If you’re reading this then chances are that you’re gone,and have been replaced inevitably by the shell they call Lord Rhaikara.I know you probably wouldn’t approve coz he’s far from what we envisioned,for starters he’s not an artiste like we want to be,he blames puberty and the theft of the book with…

One final run

Today, I put my affairs in order,Didn’t have much to say or do;but when my lips caressed that glass with the goodness of 1759,It was the closest I’d felt to bliss in a while.When the wind brushed into my face at the back of a bike,I knew peace, felt weightless like I still had possibilities….

Love Dies

03:55,That last kiss before we slept,Those Tears in your eyes,hurt and blood in mine,When I promised that we’d be fine,When we fought to keep it together,and I spewed together forevers,wishing that the night had been longer.that we’d slowed down time,That we weren’t mere mortals.When I started to miss you while you were in my arms,and…

Alone

Sunday mornings are meant to be relaxed,but I don’t feel the calm a single bit,So I try to recollect the conversations,Browse through texts, stickers and emojis,hope that I’ll discover something new,Anything to bring back the heights you brought to life. The things that helped me get by when you were away,Now offer momentary happiness,I smile…

Stories for H: The One With The Fish That Entered the Taxi.

Dear H,On your way to the Holy Grail, you’ll sometimes have to sip from plastic shapeless mugs, but it’s okay and I hope you’ll have the humility to recognize the shapeless plastic mugs for what they are; vessels that will curtain raise for the fine wines you’ll eventually get to sip in your golden chalice….

Someone Else’s Turn

It’s 4:00 am in my bed, but who’s keeping tabs.It’s that last message that I sent,how inconsequential it seems now,Thought I knew how goodbyes work,but now it seems unlikely,Thought we would outlive the pandemic,but turns out we were never strong enough,We got beat. So I’ve learned that it doesn’t work out for me,tried many times,so…

Stories for H: Man Plans, God Decides

“You may make your plans, but God directs your actions.” Proverbs 16:9 Dear H,“Man plans but God decides, so sometimes you’ll make plans, but things won’t always go your way”I had the rare chance of studying while young thanks to your grandparents who enrolled me in Primary one at the age of 4. This, with…