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  24th September 1993, I was finally birthed and it was time for me to find out what this planet is worth. Paroketo Pakech is where I got my sanity first, guess you could say this is when I was handed the curse. I've been talented since my childhood and it's all owing to passion and love for arts and literature. Wasn't for fame, I never even knew that talent paid. That's how I got through my silent phase while in high school and at the same time being a child my parents raised. Therefore, if you resonate with where I'm from, you'd know what it is when you are forced to be a man when you are only a kid. It baptized me with this resilience in my blood, now I got a family to raise and bills to pay to people owning the crib or else you are going to get evicted and get thrown in the streets. I had to double it up and find a way to switch it instead, see you got to find your purpose or your vision is dead! Nowhere to sleep comfortably, my little cousins in Kyebando...

Dear Self, Happy 33th Birthday. Today, we celebrate how far you have come. You have survived every tough day, grown through every transition, and kept your heart open. As you start your 33th year, let go of any lingering doubts or timelines that no longer serve you. You are exactly where you need to be. I pray that this year wraps you in divine blessings, unwavering good health, and genuine happiness. May your hard work translate into extraordinary success. Let your energy attract the right people, the right rooms, and the right opportunities. Trust the timing of your life, keep your head high, and step boldly into your 33th chapter. You are ready for everything coming your way, why? Because turning 33 hits a bit differently. It is a beautiful sweet spot in life where the frantic energy of your twenties has settled into a deep, grounded sense of self. You know who you are, you know what you want, and you no longer feel the need to apologize for it. Looking back at the past year, there ...

  Last night we just witnessed a man beat a woman and throw her into a wall. The scariest part bout' this is the fact that this behavior is not RARE. One in three women are abused in the hands of a man!! Here's what it means...1 in 3 women beaten by a man in their life time- this means that EVERY SINGLE DAYY you are walking past hundreds of women that are suffering in a way similar to the woman I saw being beaten and injured yesterday 😢  one of the way we address this issue is this... We must realize that we are dealing with a HUGE SYSTEMATIC  ISSUE. This is not a few crazy men that are hurting women. This is an entire GLOBAL DYSFUNCTION in which we have positioned women as our possessions rather than people. Here's why that matters, Patriarchy is a system that positions every thing that is feminine as less valuable and "in service of" the masculine. Henceforth men viewing women and femmes as tools. And that dehumanization often lead to abuse. And so here's t...

 …you can’t punish pple for their mistakes. It’s like… ok u now u have to forgive pple and big part of that is, FORGIVING YASELF. We don’t forgive ourselves for all the bad stuffs and/or all the mistakes we made and it makes it is impossible to forgive other pple. The time I stayed with my dad (because I lived with him since I was a baby until 23) I talked to him on phone 😔 he still is reminding me of all the stuffs he used to educate me and teach me to carry my whole life thru. I just learned what LOVE is! Love is not punishing pple for and beating pple on em’ for what they did and hanging on to that trifling kind of f**** up shit 😉 you know they did to you, and it’s like… getting out of being a victim. And my dad with all the time we been together (from my comprehension of life until now) he was a drunk BUT… he purified my heart in a way that I LOVE LIFE! Like I literally like working with pple to helped find my true self and my dad helped cultivate an emotional invisibility. T...

 I'm tired man sometimes I just sit in my room and hold my breath and let all the pressure and anxiety build up. And just let the time pass by. At first, I couldn't breathe now I'm suffocating maybe the pressure from what I am chasing isn't worth for me. I used to say God's playing now the devil's on my team acting foul and it's all flagrant, trying to push me off the path that I'm steady paving. Sin is the currency and every day I'm making payments so I don't wanna live in it but I heard a saying which goes like; "Good knows evil 'cause the houses are both adjacent". I don't know if I should go for these goals. I've seen people who make it in life and become disrespectful to others. My anxiety is building as the weight of it grows, I succumb my self in privacy inside my room and I barely answer calls and when I see my phone. I'm reminded that the real feeling of being alone is having millions who love you but can leave ...

  I nnocent Fabulous, born Innocent Kennedy Oyirwoth 24th September, 1993 is a rational human being and passionate about writing and by the way a freelance copywriter, self-taught, educated, school dropout with 185 IQ, minor in Communication/Mass and Journalism and well versed in youth culture, leadership, volunteerism, SRHR, advocacy, children's right, financial literacy/education, sports journalism, politics, global issues (UN17SDGs) love, sex, relationship, international project planning, management and M&E, filmmaking. Begun my literary journey at Medallion nursery school and progressed to St. Barnabas PRI. School. My dad enticed me to literature and writing at an early age of 12. When I am not writing about daily loopholes in our lives and/or writing to attack our government failures or wrong notes, I am writing poems, tourism/travel blogs and some rap lyrics which I don't record and songs in my spare time. Sometimes I immerse my self in new music, however I find mysel...