Mahoro

A 28 year-old street vendor and mother, Theodosie Mahoro was brutally killed by one of Kagame’s security forces who punched her in the chest on Saturday May 7th last year in Nyabugogo area. She succumbed on the spot. Today, exactly one year later, we dedicate this poem to her in her memory and in condemnation of injustice prevailing in Rwanda ruled by a bunch of bandits masquerading as statesmen.

In Memoriam: Theodosie Mahoro 

A garland of red roses

May the winds of love blow softly
And whisper for you to hear
That we’ll always love and miss you
And wish that you were here


It isn’t what we write
It isn’t what we say
Its how we feel deep inside
As we think of you today

Your memory is a keepsake
With which we will never part
God has you in His keeping
We have you in our hearts


A special person, a special face
Someone we love and can’t replace
Never selfish, always kind
These are the memories she left behind

With her, life was bright and gay
A parting seemed so far away
You left a place no-one can fill
We miss you  and always will

Sweet and lasting memories
Are all we have of you
We will keep them tucked away
Until our lives are through


Softly the leaves of memory fall
Gently we gather and treasure them all
A thought, a prayer are all we can give
These you will have as long as we live


Loving thoughts till the end of time
Of a wonderful friend.


Treasured forever
Of love and happiness shared together


The years may pass but still you stay
As near and dear as yesterday


If memories bring you closer
We are never far apart
Not a day will we forget you
You’ll always be in our hearts

If memories and love can keep us together
Then with each passing day we are closer than ever

A silent grief that’s in our hearts
No human eye can trace
For many a broken heart is hid
Beneath a smiling face

Look around your garden Lord
Find the daughter Mahoro we love
Put your arms around her
We only wish we could

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