Mu kisasi gye nsula,Bbinika bye bikopo!Ebigambo bijjira ku kamasu,Nga zziga lya Wammese.Mu kalippagano, zaakwebera,Ogukola tegukola,Ezaali essaala zaafuuka biwoobe!Enjuba yagaana okuzuukuka,Omutima gwagaana,Ku bitontome byange,Gwalema...
In lifeSpecial ones we loveLeave at a certain pointWe then mourn themInstead of cherishingand celebrating themTo thank the heavens,for the special chaptersthey filled in our books of life!I don’t lose my lovesLike the dead!They live in the...
How do we make the sound?Sound so pretty,With the lungs of the worldRunning on the borrowed respirator?Corona making us run out of F*cksWith mouths sanitized of swear words.The rain of the fallThe grace for those that fallThe ground to bury those...
Eyatta Ben Eyatta Ben Zaali mbira, Ow’obutiiti yawubwa Ekiwato namuziga, Obwekulungufu Bwamufa busa! Eyatta Ben Muwulenge, Omwoyo gwanoba Ekituli mutuli! Ewali omutima, Mpewo! Ben Kiwanuka Ben Kiwanuka Eka bampita! Kibuyaga akunta Mu kusikulwa...
I won’t write a woman a thingTo ink a clean dry sheetPost her on social media, she won’t seeOr hide her name in a book, she won’t read.I won’t write mother another praise poemLike yesterday, I will digEnsure she has food...
The Uganda Women Writers Association – FEMRITE is an indigenous, non-governmental, non-profit making women’s organization publishing, training and promoting writers. It was officially launched on 3rd May 1996. Some of these Writers have...
Grateful for the angels Who watch the street lights, That watch me roam the streets past mid-night. Looking for the ships that have long left the shores Hoping that as I tip toe the hope That love will trace me back In the concept of the injuries...
Risking cardiac arrhythmias, I soaked my heart in ice water, Lowering core temperature in the proverbial dirge of pretence. To deliver joy to men who take pride in remote control of other’s lives. My frail body is losing heat more than it is...
After my vasectomy, The surgeon’s eyes danced with the shadows of pity Wondering if she should ask me for the 5th time If I was sure of the operation, even when it was over. Wondering if she should re-emphasis That, this meant that any dreams, Of...
Mu lubbu lw’ ebire Wenanyegera omwoyo gwo Mu buwomu bw’ emimwajjo Mwe nasisira nesogeera Mu munyenye ezaakira mu maaso go Ogwali Ogwange gwafuka gugwo Kumutima wanzijjula Onkubweko bugule Ebirowoozo wa bwebuga Wabizingako nga luffu Erinya lyo...
For the 20th time the nurse pricks my left hand in a futile search for blood veins that have long given up appearance. She looks tired, its vividly clear even in the wink-window of my nearly closed eyes. Next to me! The mobilisers hisses atop the...
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