In The Sky There Are Always Answers

I Lay In My Bed Night After Night Staring At The Ceiling And Thinking, Why Have I Survived The War? Why Was I The Last Person In My Immediate Family To Be Alive? I Didn’t Know.

A Lot Of People, When They Say Forgive And Forget, They Think You Completely Wash Your Brain Out And Forget Everything. That Is Not The Concept. What I Think Is You Forgive And You Forget So You Can Transform Your Experiences, Not Necessarily Forget Them But Transform Them, So That They Dont Haunt You Or Handicap You Or Kill You.

I Had A Very Simple, Unremarkable And Happy Life. And I Grew Up In A Very Small Town. And So My Life Was Made Up Of, You Know, In The Morning Going To The River To Fetch Water - No Tap Water, And No Electricity - And, You Know, Bathing In The River, And Then Going To School, And Playing Soccer Afterwards.

The Places I Come From Have Such Rich Languages, Such A Variety Of Expression. In Sierra Leone We Have About Fifteen Languages And Three Dialects. I Grew Up Speaking About Seven Of Them.

How Many More Times Do We Have To Come To Terms With Death Before We Find Safety?