UNTOLD STORY OF FRONASA IN 1971 FROM THE EAST.
In 1971, the Eastern part uganda and hills of masabaland came a liberator of a time, Amin's regime had eaten the souls with fear on grounds of fighting enemies. I lived to reflect on the black days in the east, Kenya became a better place for the first time because many of my people ran there for asylum, I counted days without food and not only that but the whole nation was a mess in the regime, we ate once a week and walked for dozen of miles with timid stature, Uganda was no home but an arena of blood and sand. There came a Messiah but a passing one since the hunting ground had no native in regard, the old didn't like the experience but it was unavoidable, the days unfolded with each day gunshots accompanied with slaughtering of human beings, the scenes were bad spots in real life. The regime continued to claim the citizens, emptying villages with killings, it was a regime of genocide and indeed it past with quite a number of our own brothers and siste...