Hello Assassins

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We blossom and flourish like leaves on the tree, then wither and perish,
but naught changeth thee.
Hello assassins
Did you sleep well?
Did you dream sweet dreams?
Of flower petals and beautiful meadows?
Of children's laughter and cheerful celebrations?
Did you lay your head on your pillow and stretch your feet?
Did you yawn and seek a comfortable position, grateful for a job well done?

Surely you don't recall the sound of bullets
Of windows crashing like hail stones on the soil.
It poured like rain, except It was not colorless and It was not rain
The ground soaked It up.

Yeah, I bet the screams are a distant memory.
The talk about town? Nah! It's just a wave, it will soon be over. Life will get back to normal. All the media houses and social buzz will die down and then you'll get on with life right?

Why the sudden jerks? It's just a door closing - a force of the wind. You constantly look over your shoulder, why? That man's not following you, he just happened to look in your direction.

Run, run, run! Run far.
Hide. Hide in your secret location. Hide in plain sight.
Oh! But You, will not leave you. You will never leave you.
Torment, hallucinations, sweat, fear, dread - constant companions now and always.
This is just the beginning.

"The Lord said, " What have you done? Listen! Your brother's blood cries out to me from the ground."



© Mary Ongwen  March 20th, 2017

A poem in memory of Assistant Inspector General of Uganda Police - Andrew Felix Kaweesi, body guard Kenneth Erau and driver Godfrey Mambewo

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