Sways

In the darkness, the wet pavement glistens, and a dim lantern sways in the wind.

The wheat sways like the sea when the wind blows over it.

Up on a hilltop overlooking vast green countryside and countless rolling hills, 28-year-old Suleyman Aronge sways from side to side beating a traditional Burundian drum. He and about 20 others are wearing tunics colored red, green and white — the colors of Burundi's flag.

Maria sways her hips to attract the lustful gaze of men.