Cold Storage Poem by Preston Mwiinga

Like people on a pilgrimage our paths crossed each other.
With no idea that we were going to get together like the Africa Unite.
Even the our routes were cold and hard like a rock,
Even when we felt our value was less precious to Gold and could not be sold out because some potion of people made us feel like old stock in a supper market.
Even when we could not be bold enough to open our heart's to loving again because we were told that our happiness would be rolled in our pain leaving no room to have our perfect moments to be scrolled
Cold storage became our ice breaker when it melted our cold hearts, it became our stone crusher when it crushed and smelted those hardened hearts just the missionaries of the old, opening Africa for Christianity, new rooms for the genesis of a romantic story.
OYDC changed the rule of the game when it made a way for us like John the Baptist even though we were so blind to see.
Chiyuni changed our identity when it gave us solutions to admiring each other.
Levy junction gave its climax when I knelt down before you with a ring in my hands.
Emmasdale Church has opened a Zero Mileage page in our Marriage today and Arakan has given us a good send off to our matrimonial home
Our love has grown not like in fairy tale movies but it has been natured with love, Strengthened by trust and preserved with the attention for each other.
I will love you forever even as I say thanks to cold storage that we are finally here.