Under the trees

I think that I shall never see, a poem lovely as a tree

Uganda's trees are beautiful and most are perfectly upright. 

A tree whose hungry mouth 

The branches grow evenly and seem to rejoice in the abundant sunshine. 

is pressed against the earth's

People would normally converge under the trees

sweet flowing breast

to seek refuge from 

A tree that may in Summer

wear a nest ..... in her hair

the harsh heat.
But the trees in Gulu are being endangered because of the onslaught of illegal cutters who burn the trees for commercial charcoal business.  And the majority of charcoal buyers are not the rural folks but the city dwellers.  Such is the reality in this part of the world where power supply is highly unreliable, cooking gas is deemed harmful, impractical or unaffordable,

A tree that looks at God all day

and purchasing power is being eroded by inflation. A year ago, inflation rate was at 6%; now it is 29%.

Only God can make a tree

by Joyce Kilmer

Been there, done that

Marker of the new Administration block

I seemed more eager than my colleagues in looking forward to the inauguration of the new Administration Block.  Perhaps it is because having previously held offices in intelligent and modern buildings then uprooted to

Eve of the inauguration

facilities that have seen better times, then going back to a comfort zone promises a great relief.  It's a bit philosophical.  If you don't know what to expect then you just watch things as they happen, calmly.  But that bliss of ignorance will not be for

Prisoners lend hands

long.  Once people get to know what's out there, they start thinking of what better things they deserve or what and where they want to be.... and perhaps do something about it.

At last, it's showtime

That's  when things get stirred, nerves get frayed, colleagues become competitors, time becomes a non-renewable possession, greetings become curt.

We just watch calmly

      There's always a price to pay for 
                         progress.