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GRASPING NEW By Shantal Kisimba

Dancing to my usual tune of daily chapters
The melody was marvelous
Overtime I realized it was angraved in my skin 
I was so immersed in my daily life that l had this natural glow, happy times 
I had no room to think about "suddenly"
But one day it knocked in front of my door, uninvited 
I opened up, it was there 
Standing before my eyes
My usual tune faded bit by bit 
The only thing that was left was dancing to a new tune
New chapters flipped before my eyes
Sooner or later I had to come to terms 
Hoping that these new chapters had hidden treasure in them
Took a leap of faith and carried on with my life as my entire framework struggled to adjust every step of the way

Shantal Kisimba

Bio
Shantal Kisimba is a Kenyan writer, a human rights advocate with a passion of reaching out to the mentally ill and those who have had experiences that have impacted their psychological wellbeing. She is also an Environmentalist. Shantal is also enthusiastic about empowering young people to impact their communities. She believes in gender equality and believes that  both men and women are both parpetrators and victims of gender inequality and violence and it takes everyone create an equitable and better society. She is a blogger on youth lead action in her blog Power Galore. She is also the founder of SUNSHINE an initiative aimed at radiating the dark days in people's lives through Inspiration Encouragement and Motivation.She is indeed a Sunshine.

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