Blowing candles and making wishes

With no one around them

With bills to pay

and three kids to feed

so she sets on another adventure

A hundred miles an hour

She’s  three  years younger

yet she’s five years older

while the ends that are ever so failing to meet

reminds of her an inability to cope

there comes a greater sacrifice

every day she’s taking care of everybody else’s needs

meets her friends on phone

because boss said no strangers in their home

and no going home until end of year

she is grounded without her own knowledge

she is called a maid another definition of a slave

but she keeps her smile

hiding sorrow in her eye brows

she has the sweetest intentions

inanimate smiles

and  under the shadows of people’s steeple

she is  lost and lonely

but nobody hears her

no one  sees her

nobody even knows she is going down today

And all she is

searching for the hope that’s inserted away in you and me

Angel Phionah Ampurire is a law student at the University of Rwanda