I still do in my best to capture back in times, how it just was like,
Those sweet days when there was a Big love to cherish
When kids were treasures
When Mamas were Priceless Gifts
A Father was everything and All,
A god you may say
Oh My, What a perfect world it was!! 'Data' na 'Mama' Still echoes in my mind when I think of the
Parental love!
Laying in the chest of father hearing him talk of stories of the wars to conquer, telling sons to be heroes!
So full of life and dreams
An incredible particular childhood!
Girls sitting across the Amashyiga!
Hearing out the mother's teachings
Telling them how much a Rwandan woman should behave and work!
Little kids running, playing in The compound! enjoying the peace of
The Mama Land Rwanda!
Big boys with Father going out on a hunt for the family to never go starve.
The little brothers out on gathering fire sticks for a cook.
Little sisters grabbing the containers(Utubindi) with loving and courageous heart determined to get the fresh water!
Big sisters and Mama running pretty well the cooking that Family stay health and strong for the next day.
Ibitaramo by'Inkyera!
Umuganura!
Kugabirana no Gukura Ubwatsi!
Gutabarana!
Umwana wese ni nk'undi!
Gucunda!
Kujya kw'itabaro!
Kuremera umuturanyi!
Kunywana!
The unforgettable
The untranslatable
The amazing historic
Terms
A Paradise on earth!
Life was the series of marvelous, Lovely Episodes
A Rwandan would help me say,
'Byar'amata n'ubuki!'
A man once asked,
'If ain't Love what'd feel so Good!? '
For the Old Times' Sake I've a hope, so much a wish that us
Rwanda Gains back What's Lost
YOU ARE READING
BACK IN TIMES(ongoing)
Historical FictionThe loss was big The times was sneaky harsh The days seemed everlasting The young, The elders none spared The moms, The babies named after snakes Then that was to be their death as well The scars are the memories left behind
