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Knight of the Heart (knightsheart)

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Coffee seeps slowly

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Heartbeats revel locked in place

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Our lips sip in smiles

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Son celebration

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Dance until all dance forever

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Praises ring aloud

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Friendly eyes shine bright

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Tears of joy share water cheeks

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Children amazed

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Our moon winks at night

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Light architecture revels

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Exhausted forms asleep

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Evil smiles at stumbles

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Sin embraced without regret

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Love refused by hate

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Common fever preys

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Go until you drop today

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Uganda culture

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Uganda long days

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Many deep looks at “mono” moments

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What do we bring, smiles

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Amphora entwines

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Spirit beckons from within

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Toes dance joyously

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Copyright by Sean Vessey, October 24, 2017

From Uganda trip

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Casket flowers wither away

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Beneath that hut lies baby’s grave

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Buried deep in Uganda day

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Casket flowers wither away

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Drums sound loud days after all pray

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Traditions clash in a shockwave

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Casket flowers wither away

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Beneath that hut lies baby’s grave

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/ copyright by Sean Vessey, October 8, 2017

Another funeral was for a a baby that was born dead. The parents were encouraged by traditionalists to perform ceremonies to prevent evil from spreading. One parent returned to church. The other harvested corps.

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with tears

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Three days of charcoal for the end

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Prayers heard by all five hundred ears

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with tears

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Fervent pastors harangue with fears

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Near huts did the body descend

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with tears

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Three days of charcoal for the end

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with tears

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Three days of charcoal for the end

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Casket flowers blown by our chairs

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with fears

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Twenty came to Christ without spears

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Many stated Kelly did ascend

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with tears

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Three days of charcoal for the end

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with tears

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Three days of charcoal for the end

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Poor little boy of so few years

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with tears

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Women watched from mats men from chairs

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Rain clouds waited for the last amen

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Five Hundred eyes watched some with tears

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Three days of charcoal for the end

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/ copyright by Sean Vessey, October 4, 2017

A tradition in Africa is to burn charcoal for three days to bring the spirit back to their family ground. The dead are buried by their family hut.

Kelly is the boy in the red shirt. Location: Gulu Children’s Home of Mercy.

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We go first to pick up the boy

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Ja Ja’s tears wet a familiar cheek

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Long ride to his hut without joy

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We go first to pick up the boy

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Kelly used a tire as a toy

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When we arrive the women shriek

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We go first to pick up the boy

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Ja Ja’s tears wet a familiar cheek

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/ copyright by Sean Vessey, October 2, 2017

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In Uganda the grandmother is called Ja Ja in Acholi. A young boy we knew from our first trip to Uganda past away. We picked the body up in a blanket with his grandmother and uncle (a pastor) at the hospital mortuary and took him many hours to his village near the South Sudan border. His Ja Ja held him all the way.

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In the church the sound of the drum

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Feet on dirt floors raise dust in dance

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With joyous song chains we overcome

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In the church the sound of the drum

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Old fears can not make us succumb

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Who is stronger Elephant or ants

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In the church the sound of the drum

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Feet on dirt floors raise dust in dance

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/ copyright by Sean Vessey, October 1, 2017

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Boda Boda out races the breeze

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Wired Walls show where you may not go

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Gentle melody comes from trees

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Boda Boda out races the breeze

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Dancing bodies form human seas

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Forgive me for I must say no

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Boda Boda out races the breeze

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Wired Walls show where you may not go

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/ copyright by Sean D. Vessey, September 30, 2017

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The Boda Boda (motorcycle) is the most common vehicle in Uganda. Bodas move most people and many goods. Begging is also prevalent.

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August Birthday Stars
Poke out of beach seashore sand
Racing crabs to shells
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/ copyright by Sean Vessey August 2017