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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As you come to Uganda visit Entebe zoo Come to the lion cage Don't stare or watch just look in the lions eyes It will tell you all the stories of Kampala You see the red eyes of Besigye With the zeal to break the cage And lead Uganda But the pain of tear gas is unbearable Look at this lion again Laying down as if it has been tamed Then you will see a Lukwago Who wants to do the mayor job But all the power is in Musisi Come closer, you will the lion roar To show its potential but all in vain Like Nsereko moving a motion In Parliament But scared by his mother party Don't stop look closest You will see this is not a lion Its a lioness, Its kadaga Chairing Parliament On tension to expel rebel MPs Look again you will see it all The begging hands of street kids for rescue The serious police force The sweat of unemployed graduates The noise of boda boda riders And the potholes in the city This lion at Entebe zoo Knows how much the staff labors to fed it It know how much they spend on it Like the way Ugandans know How much the government has given to them But as you look at it It tries to hide its jungle character Because thats how it earns money to feed it It knows the staff gets from what belongs to it Like the way corrupt officials Pledge on our funerals Burying our own who died of disease That would have been cured by the same money They played lots Now run away from that cage Before that lion comes with all its craws Begging for its freedom Like Ugandans On walk to work
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