Some cable connected the attacks from Cabo Delgado to Niassa. Nobody knows how many more cables will be connected by the so-called insurgents throughout the country.
There are already thousands of displaced people in Niassa, there are thousands of families that are beginning to advance graves for their own, there are thousands of mothers who are already beginning to tie the sleeves of mourning with needles of tears. In fact, we cannot hide the mourning that has already been planted in Niassa, nor can we bind the cable of tranquility and silence as we did when the attacks were still ovulating in Cabo Delgado.
Some cable connected the attacks from Cabo Delgado to Niassa.
The shoemaker on the corner, who is passionate about mending ladies' high heels, would say that we need to glue and sew. And I think that is what we need to do: glue and sew. That shoemaker, sitting in his tiny little chair, buries his eyes under the skirts of the ladies who sit in giant chairs and, machine-gunning the heels with an awl, always says: I will glue and sew.
I think the cobbler, apart from his shameless eyes, is right. He himself could very well go to Cabo Delgado with his awl, his glue grenades, and his bullet lines to glue and sew the strikes. He, under the skirts of the ladies, knows very well that a heel that only glues hurts the step. And he knows that sewing is important, but only adding the glue closes any problem in the shoe.
The cobbler on the corner, who is passionate about fixing ladies' high heels, would say that you have to glue and sew.
Perhaps we are stitching, ungluing or gluing without stitching the attacks in Cabo Delgado. I'm not sure, but please, put me Cabo Delgado in a skirt, on top of a giant chair, and let me observe its great gas reserves; maybe I can repeat like the shoemaker: this problem can only be solved by gluing and sewing the heel.
Put me Cabo Delgado in a skirt, on top of a giant chair...
Some cable has connected the attacks from Cabo Delgado to Niassa. I hope that cable doesn't drag to other provinces just as the cobbler on the corner drags his threads in heels. But, maybe it really is necessary to sew and glue all attacks together. I don't know, but I am sure that there are thousands of families who are running in heels, like gazelles, and gluing themselves together in desperation and without much hope of seeing the cobbler on the corner sewing to them the certainty of tomorrow.