by Jina Moore
After the killing started, the diplomats met. The couldn't agree on what to do, except to remain seized of the matter. While they seized, their expats evacuated. The Belgians took their aid workers, their peace keepers, their pets. A Rwandan woman held a little girl on her hip, watched them load a golden retriever into a UN truck, thought to herself, The life of a Belgian dog is worth more than the life of my child. No more mzungus in Kigali.
Jina Moore is a writer living in Kigali, Rwanda. You can follow her Notes from Central Africa here.