A poem: The battle of place Uganda Vs America
Ugandan flag - shot taken in backyard during fall They say let go, move on They say when you boarded the plane and shook the dust off your feet When you peeled the sun off your back and covered your body with winters jacket, shielded your head with springs umbrella, exposed your legs to summers heat and raised your hands to falls leaves When you embraced this new life You gave up Toto’s Atap, Tata’s Acok You gave up lighting Asigiri - blowing into that small open door to encourage the embers You gave up playing dodgeball with Acen, Babirye, Mbabazi and Amito You gave up twisting the Sound-solo knob and listening to Boniface Toterebuka Bamwenda, Sidney Jingo and Toya Kilama bringing the news of the day You gave up lighting Atadoba and the deep sighs that heaved in your chest when “karra fired” in the middle of watching “Another Life” You gave up the memory of the kid who stole your red and black pencil The classmate who took the Bic pen that you’d marked with your name on a