mariechantal tuyisabe

The Woman - Poem by mariechantal tuyisabe

By the water tank where
I stood astounded by a sudded scream
Of a woman I listened
Then watched her
As she descended the green grassy hill
Stabbing the core of my ears,
My inner hole
The blue, black birds
Flew and left their supper behind
As she continued running and stabbing
My ears
For years
The Ugandan security would
Not allow any movement of
Congolese refugees-out of the camp
So, she continued running and stabbing my ears
For years
As the huge upstanding stick
Landed on the door of her back
Leaving a perfect design.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

In the refugee camp

Comments about The Woman by mariechantal tuyisabe

  • Segun Johnson Ozique (8/26/2012 6:14:00 PM)

    Hmmmm, very expressive. How sad. Let the world continue to hear their voices through your pen eyes, mariechantal. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, August 27, 2012

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