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
