J Brenda Lanyero
Posted September 12, 2020 from Uganda

Joining World Pulse is my source of strength

It was the end of soaking my pillows

Both starry and dark night

My end of being back-bitten and back-stabbed

End of visiting my "so loving neighbors and relatives"

End of desire for a bottle and a glass to calm me down

Small talks to my face was buried

My head no longer hang low from mockery and shame

Loud music for escape sounded feverish

Caresses and soft touch from "caring friends" felt

thorny to my dark shinny skin

Applause from "friends" at our main therapy talk center

where maruwa is brewed sound cheap

Just because of discovery of sisterhood in World Pulse

for I do not have to look over my shoulder anymore.

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Nini Mappo
Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020

Wow, what an incredible, vulnerable poem, J Brenda! It is wonderful that World Pulse has been such a great source of healing for you, and you continue to be healing for others through by being an encourager.
Well done. I celebrate your freedom with you!

J Brenda Lanyero
Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020

Wow Nini! Thank you so much for reading. Very encouraging for me. The healing is slow but sure. :)

Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020

Thank you for sharing.

Karen QuiƱones-Axalan
Sep 21, 2020
Sep 21, 2020

Hello, JB,

Wow! That must be a tough situation to be the topic of backbiting and backstabbing, dear. Sending you lots of hugs. I'm glad to know World Pulse become your source of strength, although you are already a strong woman!

What is maruwa, dear? This poem resonates with me. When you know what real love and compassion look like, you begin to let go of people who are fake to you. Welcome back, love! I'm happy to hear from you again.

Please can we use some of your lines as a quote we can share during the Encourager Party this Friday? I hope you can join us so you can read it yourself, dear. Please! Thank you in advance!

J Brenda Lanyero
Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020

Hello Karen.
Thank you for reading. "maruwa" is a local brew made from millet and drunk or taken communally from a pot but each person have his/her own strew.

It is okay. You can use the lines.

Beth Lacey
Nov 04, 2020
Nov 04, 2020

World Pulse does give us all strength