Saturday, March 14, 2020

A Thousand Words


A Thousand Words

They say a picture says a thousand words. This is quite true. The picture of President Museveni giving a hug to Madame Cecilia Ogwal raises a lot of questions in my head. The president has been and continues to be a powerful if not the most powerful man in the nation. Since 1986, he has ruled the nation and under his leadership a lot of changes have happened in the nation. Madam Cecilia Ogwal has been one of the leading opposition members to the government of President Museveni. An astute politician and Christian, she has consistently walked the path of resistance, forsaking the easy perks that would have come from joining the ruling government.



The type of politics in Uganda is the kind that can be quite nasty at times. Sometimes it is violent and other times, there is a lot on intrigue. Yes, there is often a limitation on the freedom of association, expression and assembly. Madam Cecilia Ogwal belonged, for a long time, to the Uganda People’s Congress. This was the party, (which, together with the Kabaka Yekka), ushered Uganda into independence in 1962. This party has, together with other opposition parties, been victim to the limitations imposed by the current government.


Nonetheless, the picture of President Museveni, hugging Madam Ogwal is a powerful picture. The smile on their faces and the gesture itself brought warmth into my heart. It is my hope that this picture signifies that Uganda has turned another page in the way we deal with those people who do not think in the same way that we do. While I am aware that this might be a naïve way to look at the current political scene, a man has got to have hope. Not so?

Dignity in Distress


Dignity in Distress 

D. R. Ruhweza

I see you
Adjust your wig
You put up a brave face
Even when your body needs to rest
But you have to feed your babies
I see

I see you
Apply makeup and perm your hair
In spite of the yellow uniform you wear
And the shame of an inmate number
You respond to

I see you
Your eyes well up with tears
Each time you pass by the boda-boda stage
Where your dignity was roughly removed

In distress you stand strong
Amidst the abuse of in-laws
You silently bear the cross
To feed your babies

I see you
You wince at the memory of their father
Roughly forcing himself on you
Yet smile at them as they call you
Mommy
Fighting the hateful emotion that seeks to envelope you
Each time his resemblance
Develops in their budding faces

I see you
Dignified in your distress
As that lumpen of a man leaves you
Stranded
Crying mucus infested babies tugging
At your hand me down skirts
Thrown out of the single rented house
For lack of rent
He disappears and never returns

I see you
Bear the shame
Having been arrested for collecting bribes
For your superior
Monies you will never touch or see in your own wallet
Shamed before the cameras
As the Jezebel that corrupts the erstwhile perfect medical system
Perfect Kwanini!!
As though we all don’t know
That he who has never sinned should cast the first stone

I see you
Bear the shame of burning eyes and waging tongues
Wife of murderer X
Sister of robber Y
Daughter of philanderer Z
You trudge on
Each step
More painful than the next

I see you
I see you

12th March 2020