When Sunset Came

To the bushes we ran
Away from our homes
For with sunset came more uncertain terror.
The grass that roofed our homes,
Now made beds for us.
The trees that gave poles to our shelters,
Now happily sheltered us
And took no revenge upon our earlier murderous hand on their lot.
Snakes sought for warmth among us and took no bite.
The piercing thorns that now
threateningly stood beneath
the grass that now was our
bed, pierced not.


The wind that spoke fallacies,
The ears that listen to imaginary sounds,
The eyes that gave life to still figures
That in their ghastly shapes
Appeared to move.
Crouched and stood they as I did!
All were part of the horrifying spooky tidings that rocked our very being to the core.
As we to the bushes so journeyed.
To hideouts where verbal communications would turn heads in horror.
Where fire was lit only at night in controlled manner
For smoke speaks volumes to foes far away.
Like a fix north star, it would bring our bearing to they that seek to hurt us.
When into the bushes we took refuge.

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  1. "When Sunset Came" is a powerful piece and the themes on it resonate with my childhood times growing up in Soroti during the turmoil of Karimojong cattle rustling and subsequently U.P.A rebellion in Teso!

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  2. Thanks bro. I am honoured to have you here. Do you have any poems you would like me to publish here? kindly sent them to me and I will create section for you. Thanks, Opolot Simon.

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