Short Kampala Poems

Great performance on the piano
And it gave her a Murano.
Last year, it was her soprano
And it grabbed the wealth of Ono.
Now wears Japanese Kimono,
As if there's no tomorrow
In their still quite safe Comorro
But with kimono not Chinese, 
Let alone by half Nipponese.
Soon shall she be in Kampala
To perform but meet Impala...

Life warranting testimony
And she'll make it Antimony...

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Oh Uganda—
The crane with wings
Spread them wide and fly
Let the wind sing.

Let that shield and spear shine
For you dwell in a land so divine.
With love you all are bound
Let your light be fine.

Shine, oh Uganda, shine
For now is the time
To polish your spear
And get your shield to shine.

From the bustling streets of Kampala
To the far ends of the savannah
Let your rich culture light the way
Shine, oh Uganda, shine....

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