I went to fetch fire from Walungu,
To warm my body, my house, and light my life;
And this fire was a woman—a real fire;
Not the fire given for dowry in Kaziba,
But a fire to burn souls, bodies, and houses.
It burnt my inner core and my house to ashes.
I was ignorant, blinded by my own eyes,
But now I stand in the ashen land, indeed;
Stooping down to build things up again.
Joseph Cimanuka all rights reserved
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