She ran the ferns and brambles scratching.
She strips over a loose stone, she let's out a small sigh as the blood ooze out of her thumb.
She gathered her wrap around login clothe that had loosened as she fell.
Her eyes blazed as the tears well in them.
Without thinking she resumed her flight as if the devil was after her.
As she got to the cross road, she hesitated a while, contemplating anxiously where to go.
She went left.
A gang of Men and women were after her.
As she tried to cross the intersection, one of the men flaring his baton shouted 'catch that woman, catch her '
Suddenly she was surrounded by a mob.
Some had started hauling insults at her, some slapped and pull off the head tie she used to hold her thick hair in place.
By now the others had caught up with her.
The leader of the gang shouted at her 'bring out what you stole from my shop'
With shaking hands and pleading eyes, she begged them for forgiveness as she pulled out a loaf of bread from her skirt.
Mohawa was astonished, the baton fell from his hands.
He stopped the angry mob with the snap of his fingers.
'when I Saw her run I thought she had stolen my bag of money.
He lifted her from the floor, others had downed tools as compassion overcame them.
'why didn't you tell me you were hungry 'Mohawa's voice was filled out pain and something else, shame.
Pursuing a woman all the way, causing such an uproar for just a loaf of bread was indeed shameful.
He leads her to ask nearby stool.
She sat down and amidst tears told them if her dying son who had eaten nothing since the previous day.
There was no dry eyes left in the crowd.
They all gathered whatever food stuff they're had and gave to her leading her gently to her aboard.
Her son was indeed dying of hunger.
He tore anxiously at the meat and loaves before him.
The last time he had such hearty meal was when his father was still alive.
The financial burden had become too much for his young mother who became a widow overnight.
The malaria fever had defied all medication.
As the crowd dispersed in tears Mohawa vowed that as long as he lived he will take care of mother and child.