uMwizerwa wa Ngoboka

1. They came to us running Lusting over our brains The pocketful of vegetables So slow yet so strong Full of savagery It couldn’t be compared So, we had to choose: Fight or flight Help or denial The weak or the strong. We wait for the weak And we lose ourselves We leave them behind, And we lose them forever. A dilemma Who to save? Who to leave? This was inspired from a debate motion saying," in case of a Zombie attack, do we wait for the weak" 2. Standing in front of us, They hold our brains Filling them up Opening them up All these new words The insane concepts The beauty of what lies ahead Quickly scribbling new teachings As if they were scriptures We seek to express But we are impressed How does someone know so much? This should be illegal Either way, it isn’t That’s where the beauty lies Written when I visited the beginner's class during the dreamers camp 2016

I passed by my church and a funeral service was taking place. I did not know the deceased, but I still felt a piercing pain deep inside of me. As I walked by, they were singing 'aheza mu ijuru roughly translating to "the beautiful place heaven". This song is typical for funerals, to the extent of being weird when sung for other occasions. More than two people die each day, according to Statistics, yet I was directly acquainted with death at age sixteen. Yes, I had a cousin who passed away when I was little, but I barely remember her. And in the occurrence of the 1994 genocide, I might have lost family, but I do not know them, and neither was I told their stories. In primary, a very close friend lost his mother, and then his father; but we couldn't really comprehend what it meant. He was happy he could skip school and play ball. The first person I lost was my maternal grandmother. She died in October of 2014. The funeral took place on a Monday, and I was doing...

Topic: The lessons we take from failure can be fundamental to later success. Recount an incident or time when you have experienced failure. How did it affect you, and what did you learn from the experience? I was a shadow. I walked, but I was not seen. What people saw in me was the outside shell. They saw a girl who was not affected by stressful moments, a girl with perfect grades, and even though she was not that social, it was fine. But no one really saw the troubled girl with a mind full of turmoil, a heart full of darkness and a future full of nothing. Sometimes, I would force myself to smile so that no one would see the wars going on in my mind. In reality, I did not remember how to be happy. One can wonder what brought the wars in my mind. Sometimes, In the middle of the night when I awoke with a start, I would wonder what turned me into the shell of a person I had become. It had started in the last days of February. I had panic attacks for no reason at all, and sometimes...