7:14 AM Thoughts about Ntarama. God please help me to use what I have learned and experienced to be a better person and to lead a better life every single day. Every Single Day. 5,000 people came to this small church for refuge. They thought it would be safe here of all the places they knew. I can’t imagine 5,000 people in this small space. They must have huddled side by side for there to be so many in this small church. They locked every door that they could. There was a metal bar gate locked tight when the attackers came. The bars were simply shot out. In Rwanda most structures have ventilation bricks laid right into the walls. There is always a place for fresh air to get in. These spaces in the concrete blocks were used to shoot through. There was no place to hide. 5,000 people standing side by side. Craters in the concrete where grenades exploded, bullet marks everywhere, bomb fragments blown through the ceiling like a clear starry night as the sun shone through – thousands of tiny holes in the corrugated metal roof. Constellations in a black, black sky. The room was bare but for a few artifacts and the uncomfortable wooden pews. |
Cancer Poetry
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