Girl pounding grains in a mortar
Droves off doves pecking at the bran
With a pestle.
There’s no ration,
For birds from World Food Program.
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Art on the Run
By Torben Ulrik Nissen, Jesper Lorentz Bertelsen and a KANERE reporter.
Art on the Run is a project supported by the Danish Centre for Culture and Development. Danish artists arrived in Kakuma on March 21st and left on April 6th, 2011. During their stay, the Art on the Run team shared their experiences with a welcoming and enthusiastic refugee community. The artists met with KANERE journalists, artists, refugees and humanitarian Agencies
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Poem: A Secure Place to Live
It is the crack of the giant
of a giant country waiting to fall apart
the clear street of leer town
shaded by neem and leer trees
lined along its highways
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Poem: Threats
Life full of threats
threatens intelligent
friends are stupid
law was bridged
justice denied
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No More Bloodshed
Five decades of war
Millions of people lost life
Birds and wild animals feed on
Both old and young suffered in pain
The blood of the innocents flows to the rivers
Let the few liberate for the freedom
No more bloodshed.
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Poem: “Gagged”
It’s hurting to gag
Lonesome amidst dreads
as we gave
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Poem: “Amazing Life”
No Alteration, timid was a work shy,
Why should the bush torture me?
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Comparisons…
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SOME WHERE
Without expectations
ever imagination
spontaneously comes
ideas that breaks the silence
Stretched, like a thread.
Where they have been?
Where were they existing?
How it flows and originates?
Oh! I get them, once,
Once in a blue moon,
Only for seconds. surrendered me, to exploit
to expand, to philosophies
wisely, to understand human wise
To see, feel, sharing the feelings
Contradictory world.
i guess human is wise
his wise ness which brought total mess.
His deaf and dampness
makes one dear then other fosterness.
The philosophy intellectual
survival of the fitness
eat the weak,
rise as strong as lion,
terrorize and bark.
so as human being,
longing,
the old – early world
No body knows
where the idea comes,
experience, knowledge, intuitions
some time, some way
it comes to observe
some enjoy, others suffers….
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IN THE MEMORY OF LOY NAKIYEMBA
By Jumbwike Sam
Seven and ten years have gone
Since young Loy
laid her intelligent brain down in death.