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Poet Ife mistook her stroke for a bad headache By Edgar R. Batte

She is a visually stark opposite of her former self. Under a half cover of blankets and bed sheets made visible by the golden sunlight peeping through the window, Ife Piankhi looks on, seemingly numb.
After a few minutes, she attempts a dull smile. With a tinge of pain, she attempts to raise her hand to gesture in an exchange of courtesies. Her hands can no longer hold firmly so they are as wobbly as her shaky and somewhat stammering voice.
Her caretaker, and friend, Kaya Sanaa Mwakalobo stays close by, to help her off the bed and into the seat, and then outside. It is visibly a discomforting situation and a phase where she is not fully in control of her limbs.
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Ife Piankhi Hospital Fund

On the morning of Friday 28th December 2018,  Ife Piankhi was admitted to hospital in Uganda after a suspected stroke and bleeding on the brain. This is a very serious situation and condition. Hospital services in Uganda are NOT free so Ife and her family will need assistance with meeting those fees to make sure Ife gets the best care possible. The medical costs for Ife in the hospital have been set by the hospital at £12,000. This is an enormous amount of money that the family will not be able to achieve in such a short space of time. Every penny raised will go direct to the family in Uganda. Your generosity will be very much appreciated and blessed.  read more

Poetry 0 comments on Living in the Era of Trump

Living in the Era of Trump

Slowly the ink flows to the nib.

A few shakes in the air and it begins to write.

I am chronicling the Age of Trump.

As it begins, who knows where it will end.

But he’s given us a heads up.

To make America great again, by any means necessary.

What irony

Is this once again a case of the chickens coming home to roost?

What goes around, comes around and America has some

Superpower karma coming its way.

So what to do?

In this age of Kali Yuga, destruction is the order of the day.

But there is always a rebirth, read more

Activism, Activities, Articles, Diarie


I fill my mouth with it. Never mind that I am lactose intolerant and in a few hours my stomach will be gripping and bloated. I will release gases and hope I am not in the company of others. If I am, I will attempt to hold it in or release it without making a sound. Impossible.

Every other person in Kampala has ulcers. It is a national epidemic that is not on the radar of the World Health Organisation (WHO). It’s all HIV, Ebola and now the Zika Virus. We are under attack from new strains of bacteria which are now resistant to treatment because of the antibiotics our doctors prescribe like sweets. One of the unfortunate side effects of antibiotics is that they are not selective in choosing which bacteria to kill. All the good bacterial colonies in the gut die along with the bad. Doctors give you the pills in small envelopes with the name of the tablet (sometimes) and the numbers 1×1 or 3×1 written on them, to determine when and how many of these you should take. There are no instructions other than that. Maybe if the drug is particularly harsh on the stomach they would suggest taking them with food or liquids. read more

Activism, Articles, Poetry 0 comments on Singing for the Heart Written by Ife Piankhi

Singing for the Heart Written by Ife Piankhi

Right now, with the growth of the creative industry globally and the culture of “bling” as perpetrated by mainstream artists, I think a lot of people think it’s a way to make fast money. It looks glamorous, being on stage, mingling with stars, having lots of money—which is a myth, there is always a price to be paid when signed to a major label—nice clothes, fast cars and beautiful men and women around you, but in fact it is a profession that takes a lot of commitment, practice and hard work. read more

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Triple C

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A monthly evening of poetry, visual art and conversation which aims to develop new audiences for both venue and artists
Triple C represents a new era of Ugandan Culture offering a space for the general public and artists to meet, interact, and discuss their work. There is also the added value of experiencing Ugandan coffee from different regions. Following on the legacy of events such as ‘meet the artist’ at the National Theatre, Triple C is an evening of poets (2) reading extensively from their work and Visual Artists (1) exhibiting their work in a non traditional environment. The evening will be curated and MC’d by Ife Piankhi one of Kampala’s finest performers and creative facilitators. read more

Activism, Activities, Articles, Diarie, History, Poetry, Workshop 0 comments on Watch ‘Someone Clap For Me’ – Engaging Short Film On Kampala’s Burgeoning Poetry Scene By TAMBAY A. OBENSON

Watch ‘Someone Clap For Me’ – Engaging Short Film On Kampala’s Burgeoning Poetry Scene By TAMBAY A. OBENSON


A side of Uganda (specifically Kampala, the largest city and capital of Uganda) that we often don’t get to see here in the USA, and which I hope you will appreciate…

Poetry has become something of a phenomenon in Kampala in recent times, just as much as the political turmoil that tends to dominate headlines both locally, and internationally.

In the below 10-minute short film directed by the Qatari filmmaker Luciana Farah, titled Someone Clap For Me, learn about this so-called “Poetry Movement.”  read more

music 0 comments on How to make money

How to make money


Last night a close friend told me that I was a house slave, wanting to work in the ‘big house’ and get the scraps off the big table. This was an analogy for my need for gainful employment , the regular monthly income. The security of knowing no matter how little I am getting in salary, I’m still getting something.
This conversation arose because right now I have to move house. I’ve located a house which is beautiful but more expensive. He tells me I should act ‘as if ‘ I have the money and keep my mind focused on attracting what I need, not on what I don’t have. It’s all very esoteric ,but does it work and am I really a house slave?
I am a mental person. A poet, a thinker, a creative and I have realized that the mind is a very under used resource. We spend most of our thinking time either in the past or worrying about the future. Seldom are we in the present . We also tend to be quite negative having those bad thoughts either about ourselves or others. So in total we tend not to be very productive mentally.
After having a conversation about the house I call the new landlord. I love the house but I can’t make 4 months in advance. To my surprise he tells us that he would accept 3 months. Wow this is great as I have 2 million already, maybe it’s possible to raise 1 million more. These are the times I have to remind myself how dynamic I am, well connected, creative but it’s a challenge, in my mind all I know is I don’t have that 1m.
In energetic terms this is what keeps people impoverished. When we focus on what we don’t have that’s exactly what is given back to us by our environment. Everything, when you break it down is based on atoms which are units of energy. So it really is an energetic equation. There is a part of the brain called the Reticular Activator System (RAS) which acts as a magnet drawing and scanning the environment for what we need, so it’s about us training our minds in a different way. The brain is not bound by time so when we visualize ourselves having or doing something it’s like the brain is actually having that experience. It doesn’t know it’s not real. So all we have to do is see ourselves doing or having the object of our desire. We have to act ‘as if’. Ok. now I have to shift my thinking to one of ‘yes I can, yes I will’.
Now onto the next question. Am I a house slave? If I’m honest , I do like security, I need to feel grounded. Even though work in the big house was just as traumatic there was a certain degree of comfort. But when I check myself again I realize that I’m also quite rebellious, I ‘m challenged by authority and prefer to be autonomous. So why do I always look for the Job?
I think it’s got a lot to do with fear of taking risks and possibly loosing. When you work for yourself you have to be prepared to try new things, to take calculated risks (as opposed to being spontaneous) and to sometimes get it wrong.
For most of us this is a big barrier to doing something different. We don’t like to get it wrong. I see it a lot in the students that I teach, they would prefer not to try which means they won’t fail. So I have to build their confidence, to let them know it’s ok to try and fail as long as they realize they will always learn something from the process. So maybe I am coming to a time in my life where I have to go out on my own and trust my skills and abilities. When I post on my facebook page I’m teaching myself what I most need to learn and in the process inspiring others. How hard can it be to depend on myself? It’s definitely scary but as the saying goes the journey begins with the first step. read more