THE PLAGUE

From the East arose a plague, that transformed the twilight of men to dust, And brought to halt the pleasures of men. Men were on tenterhooks Governments panicked, Earth was in terrible predicament as everything that simmered hope was brought to naught.

Never the less, a ray of hope: To the minds that had disintegrated, To men who had wandered away from God. To families that had long split, To homes that were deserted. Flickering the need to make haste in pursuit of all these unrecognised treasures As history had transformed time into leisure.

Pondering the reversion to life Governments invented new lifestyles Scientists researched. Yet herein lies the whole truth, The supremacy of the creator can’t be denied, Who foretold such intricacies in the end to which a pandemic to humanity is part. To beckon men back to God For He promises a new world without suffering.

MULUNGI DEBORAH

SILVER LINING.

The dawn of the new Has swallowed us into darkness Visions of a better tomorrow Long forgotten Fear has crippled the world Seeming like the end, Even the mighty beg for mercy from the unyielding storm

But Darkness brings out the light Man has seen the end today Yet lives tomorrow The past bears witness

The silver lining Isn’t one we find, but one We make together. A rainbow worth admiring

DANIEL KIMERA TREVOR

I’M NOT HAPPY BUT BLESSED

Oh, poor student In this period of covid-19 I’m missing school and studies I’m missing my teachers and fellows I’m missing my mothers the matrons and head mistresses COVID why did you come

I’ve missed mathematics The logarithms, Angles and calculations The English I was used too is fading The chemistry titration and physics practicals Oh, my favourite C.R.E and commerce Oh my God I am missing fine art The drawing of still life pictures Mr. Pandemic when will you go back.

I’m happy now that I am living with my family I’ve learnt to do several works I’ve done all that is expected of me I baked, dug and fed the birds The little are happy because they see me now I’m blessed because of the skills acquired.

Oh, dear students and natives of the works Lets pray to the lord to pardon us Because without studies we are not students And with no education, the world will end Oh, dear Lord save us from Covid Relieve us from this Pandemic We need to study and live Thank you, dear father,

PRISCA NANCY KAYAGA