Kakuma News Reflector – A Refugee Free Press

Comments on Distribution of Non-Food Services by NGOs in Camp

Posted in Community and Culture by KANERE on July 16, 2009

Volume 1, Issue 5-6 / May-June 2009

Comments on Distribution of Non-Food Services by NGOs in Camp.

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From My Diary at Food Distribution Center

Posted in Community and Culture by KANERE on July 16, 2009

Volume 1, Issue 5-6 / May-June 2009

From My Diary at Food Distribution Center September 19th 2007.

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Community Talking Point May-June 2009

Posted in Community and Culture by KANERE on July 16, 2009

Volume 1, Issue 5-6 / May-June 2009

The Impact of not Having Network at the Cyber Cafe in the Camp.

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Poem: Tortoise in the Storm

Posted in Arts by KANERE on July 16, 2009

Volume 1, Issue 5-6 / May-June 2009

TORTOISE IN THE STORM.

Tortoise in the storm

From Darfur to Kivu, from the Ogaden to Kasai

From Mogadishu to Gulu, from Oromo to Bujumbura

From Tigris to Kigali.

Blistered souls moving in all directions

But in no direction

Peripatetic and in uncaring for horizon, for all is

Horizon with dark spiteful cloud

Grappling with sour memories of roaring guns,

Thundering bombs, mutilations, destructions

Tortures and massacres

Crawling on rough paths and treading through rugged terrains with cold misty nights

In isolation and quietude, uncertainty and pain

For home is no place for comparison, its distant obscene

Makes its presence more real in its unreality

As the silent night comes to console the laddered soul

But there is hope, hope for the living

The meandering river at last collapses on the bosom of the sea

The prodigal clouds return to the fold of its waves

A bright light glows at the end of the tunnel

If you and I can shelter the real people, with real needs

From the torrents of the storm

Lets care for the living, real people, real needs!

By Jumbwike Sam Aggrey.

Poem: Lost

Posted in Arts by KANERE on July 16, 2009

Volume 1, Issue 5-6 / May-June 2009

LOST.

Head down, as I watch my feet hit the ground

I close my eyes, where am I heading.

I do not know

Everything around me stands still

As if, I am in a bad dream

And I am unable to wake up

And then I realize, am not dreaming

That’s my life, am actually living it

Not dreaming it

Everything that I hear am sure nobody else does

Everything that I see, nobody else sees

All the sadness, all the wailing

I wish I could close my eyes and ears

So that I would never have to see or hear

There is no place to hide

I have to face life head on

I just have to, like others have.

All decisions are made for me

It is like I am mindless

Any suggestion I give

Is not good enough

I am a living dead

Only I can’t be buried alive

I always wonder where the dead go

When you die, you are no longer a refugee

I do not want to feel hopeless

But I have bee made to feel that way

By powers that be!

My time will come.

Poem: In the Mirro of Human Rights

Posted in Arts by KANERE on July 16, 2009

Volume 1, Issue 5-6 / May-June 2009

In the mirror of human rights.

Born of mother and father;

Bears brand of sufferings;

Begs the for life;

Bound with chain of refuge;

In the mirror of human rights;

Refugees are born to suffer?

Delighted in the donors’ mercy heart;

Desired medical care, better feedings;

Discussed on table of agencies;

Disposed to extreme sun shine or coldness;

In the mirror of human right;

Refugees are born to suffer

Little is done to respect humanity of refugee;

Long it has taken;

Look! Some ask how a refugee looks like;

Light has come through sponsorship;

Lo! Government official were once refugees

Today you decide on the fate of refugees;

Tomorrow a refugee will decide on your fate;

Teach refugees the best you want them to do;

Tarry not your days are running;

In the mirror of human rights;

Refugees are sons and daughters of our society.

Neither by powers nor by rights;

Nature dictates you never chose;

Now African, American, European, Asian, or Australian.

Not knowing the origin is the same;

In the mirror of human rights;

Tell the world-is it charity or rights?