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They say ‘Technology Empowerment’

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They said internet is the game, we ululated.

E-learning became a thing,

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Only to be hit with abstract concepts.

Electricity on a mission to leave us in dilemma.

Wondering if I should empower Technology.

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The future is in the computer, they say.

The future is in technology, they say.

What kind of future?

What kind of life?

When we have screens but no family.

We have online classes but

No connections with friends.

Online shopping has become a success.

Online tickets progressing.

E-learning providing heavy crosses to carry.

Is this the student-centered approach?

Student-centered without students.

Technology knocks us out.

Big blue button or big black screens,

We struggle alone.

Teachers teach only names on screens.

Where is the connection?

Where is you and me?

Sitting as a group thinking,

Why advocate for empowerment?

By Trevor Virima and Fatima Shakir

Name: Trevor Virima OCCUPATION: University student studying education program(English grammar/Literature GOALS: Create awareness for people and provide comprehensive reflections through writing. HOBBIES: Basketball, Soccer, Writing

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Societal Blindfold

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I did not want to be like them.
I always believed they were to blame.
I only saw what the society defined,
“Women are a problem” yet, I am a woman also.
I believed every word society uttered to me.


Years passed and I grew up with my own truth,
Rather the truth presented to me.
Growing up to the societal good and bad definitions.
Little did I know,
It was never the reality.

I glanced at my own mother crying her life out.
Still, I blamed her and saw a wicked one who
Could not make him stay.
“Mama, you failed us,” only if I knew.
I did not want to be her.
I did not want to be them.

I perceived marriage as a trophy and gold medal of life.
Believed every word my society taught me as a woman.
I focused more on finding the right man.

I snubbed my dreams, potentials, and talents.
Ask me why?
All because I did not want to be them.
 Who is them?
Them single mothers.
They were evil according to my learned descriptions.
Little did I know.

I allowed years to slide.
My dreams called, I closed my ears.
“Women are nothing.”
Only to realize, all was a
Societal Blindfold.

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A penurious life.

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Admiring the mouth-watering menu,

My throat craving for a cold beer.

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Searching my pockets,

A budget for a loaf of bread is the reality.

I then understand why,

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A penurious life.

By Trevor Virima

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Gratifying its way.

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Sunday full of its luxuriate spirit,

Carrying the drowsiness of Monday to a

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Tuesday as it brings the burden of chores.

Wednesday giving light to a thirsty Thursday as we prattle about

Friday becoming a Zip line to an

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Entertaining Saturday.

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