Stephen Paul West

Women Slaves of War: Kwenda, the Lost Wife of Kony (Volume 2) Stephen Paul West

A true story. A biographical-fiction base on three women who were caught in modern civil wars. Motherhood on the point of extinction. Modern warfare has no rules, no honor, and everywhere women pay the highest costs; their children sacrificed to the dogs of war.

Kwenda paints the portrait of motherhood with the powerful strokes of biographical fiction. Her love is higher than the killing all around her. War, insanity and constant fear attack Kwenda on all sides. For years she is lost to all the torments of battle, powerless to change the stone-cold hearts of brutal warlords. Kwenda sweeps you away in sadness and triumph.

A woman exists always, but a mother is made only the moment her baby is born.

This biographical fiction will move you to the core. Kwenda is a mother like no other. Carried away by endless civil wars, and bought and sold by the most powerful warlords in the world.

Kwenda fights with her heart against men as hard and cold as stones. The events are real, only identities and locations have been changed to protect the innocent.

Kwenda, a captured woman of war, represents all the women torn apart in endless wars. Disobedience for them is met with horrible death.

These women are not wives, but innocent victims stolen by warlords and kept as slaves. This biographical fiction tells the harrowing tale of such a woman named "Kwenda", and has elements of every major genocide in the last 20 years.

Kwenda is a word that means Journey in several dialects. She is the voice of many women crying out as a single, powerful soul. Kwenda's life transcends all the women lost in wars to walk a single, heart-breaking journey.

Lastly, in the need to protect many people, I changed names, places and created a fictional home country of Niruganya; which is an anagram of many of the countries where genocide have occurred. The reader must understand that many of these injuries are still not fully healed. If I used too accurate a brush to paint this sad story, then I might insight unnecessary violence.

The warlords were left with their names intact, so their shame might be evident. Only the innocent were protected.