Profiling -A Genesis To Therapy Poem by Rose Kanana

It started like any other joke begins
We talked about tribal diversity
Voted under diversity influence
Sooner than expected it resulted into machete fiasco
The say ‘we are there'
We saw them there
We heard them there

They worked round the clock
Had no time of their own
They profiled, profiled and profiled
They profiled legal breaches
They profiled malicious grazing on land
They profiled increase in infections
They were a family

A team to never forget
For our own house was burning but chose to be there to be consumed in the heat
They could not bear children sight as they slept in plastic sheet
They called them temporary shelter but
Was their precious life temporary?
Round the clock the hands came together
Logistics were in place

Accidents they experienced as they saved life's
Happy they were mobilizing construction of semi-permanent shelter
They saw life turn from hopelessness to hope
We saw the market flood with food once more
We called them resilient souls
We called them the DRC Molo team
We salute All -for you are always there….