Power comes from the gun of a man who stands outside my home He waits until I wake, poised silent and calm Power is his, thus so are my cattle, my land, my people Yet power comes from the man who gave this man the gun Bathed in the colors of a general, the […]
I remember visiting both the men’s and women’s prisons in Lira with Pastor Ogwang-Ocen (my “omara,” meaning we wedded women of the same village). The jails in Lira were a good experience every time, particularly the ladies’ side. Some women were guilty, and others innocent – guilty murderers and also victims of wrongful blame – […]