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I am a Ugandan

If flow must the pride

Ugandan I am.

A nation born of Africa, yet Africa born of her-the pearl of Africa

The fill of wild and domestic flora and fauna

A house of hospitality- the raise of togetherness

A liking for humanity- and goodness for all

 

 

I am a Ugandan

A nation inconsistent;

A mother of worriers- worriers against themselves, yet for segregation

Uganda, a nation of struggle- live alone for all

Burren parents of street children

Rich non-providers of the poor and hungry

Democratic leaders of the undemocratic elections

The peace of the dying and kidnapped

 

I am a Ugandan

An arena of hope-hope for the next general election

Not the next generation.

Of promises- promises political- pathetic ones

A country of one plus one is two, eleven and

Later nothing.

 

 

I am a Ugandan

Ugandan;

Uganda;

A farm

An animal farm.

All these I know, and know to be true, because, I am, a Ugandan!