The prolific storyteller weaves a quilt
of words and pictures on canvas.
Takes words and fertilizes them –
giving birth to a tale.
Her words are bred in a shade
behind the bamboo tree.
Nurtured under the beautiful sun on
mother earth’s warm lap.
Celebrated with the sound of the African
drum at sunset when the evening lull pays
homage to the streets and roaches start
roaming around like drunks.
Her tales come alive in the velvety dark
of the mischievous night-
provoking her thoughts and well hidden
memories to alight amidst the moon’s
gaudy evening gown.
She is an accumulation of stories both
grim and gory.
Life’s trusted narrator; a griot, thinker,
Spoken Word poet and painter of words.
She is the wordsmith without a portfolio,
the underrated singer and composer
humming “Les chansons de la vie”
Her words fly like a time machine-
opening a portal to a new world.
Enthralling adventures through
Witnessing evolution’s conspiracies-
drifting in and out of the world wars,
the civil wars and the industrial revolution.
Reliving the Harlem renaissance, grooving
with Langston Hughes.
Intergalactic journeys through planets,
galaxies, time and space.
Orbiting the sun, earth and moon- quiet
strolls with the milky way.
Globetrotting with meteors, comets
Her tales of bravery, honor, loss and love
are christened by the ancestors.
Inbred with oral tradition, worshiped at the
bonfire in between marwa and folk-lore music.
Uprooted from the rich African soil and sowed
from one generation to another on a bed of
continuity. “The dead are not dead”.
She is the proverbial modern cave dweller
lodging in fairy tales and sauntering dreams.
She makes her way into the past, present
and future replaying history’s controversial classics.
Her words are engraved on her mental tombstone-
congregate at the junction of her mind and nestle
Stacked in libraries, bookstores and smudged
on literature websites, she hovers across pages
inspiring and educating.
So, gather around folks!– perk up your ears and
let me spin you a tale.
Allow me to take you on a mind blowing journey
through places both new and old.
I am your story teller today.
*Marwa: Type of local Brew in Northern Uganda.
*Griot: West African historian, storyteller, praise singer, poet and/or musician.