Bernadette Lubasi

Beads on a Broken String: the Silent Voices Bernadette Lubasi

The community was serene and full of life; then the virus stealthily sneaked in. It was not known, and it did as it pleased; bringing confusion and destruction; and people grieved. Because wherever their eyes rested; was grave upon grave, yes; grave upon grave! Yet,none understood, because it was beyond comprehension. They tried to stick together! Desperately clinging onto each other just a bit longer. But one by one, they were falling to the ground; each on their own, too far apart to be heard. Still, they held on; Alas! it was hopeless ... the string broke ... and shattered their dream.