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Sekitto Kisakye Poem
Women are women,
not like men
the head at home.
Women's rights at home
are misused by men,
and others are killed
in minor things.
What's wrong with men,
who behave a bad way,
to make the women cry,
the mothers of the world?
Women are women,
who need their rights,
freedom and joy
to enjoy this world.
Eddembe ly'abakyala,
it's a luganda word
means women's rights.
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What a poet
behave as a wise!
What a woman
think what's right
and write what's good!
I love his words
and i wonder about her
the way she plans!
I respect her
and her good work,
"Stella the great."
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I think about her
I think about her
When am sick
I call her name
I can't forget her
the sweet of my heart
I really love her
And her name is my dream
day and night
I will praise her
All days of my life
At the time of my death
It will be a war
to separate our love in sorrow and toil.
She's my sweet,
the light of my life forever and ever.
I really love her with all my heart
the pole of my rib
from Adam and Eve
the woman was great
She's my home
She's my love
my soul
When am sick i call her sweet
to get back in life
Oh! she's my salt
She's my lamp,
my stars
I don't know where to hide her
with her beautiful face
my heart
I think about her
I think about her
my love, my friend.
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It's full of jokes
But sometimes pains
When you have retakes.
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The day after my father's death,
It was a fool's day of April 1st
When the sun and the moon
Strived to block each other,
And the whole world trembled with fear.
I ran hurriedly to my mother's house
Where I hoped to hide with my fiancee
Who broke my heart,
And whom I loved as my self
But I found a snake on the bench.
I was shocked and ran crazy again
To my bosom friend who had already boozed.
I questioned her about what had happened,
She just smiled and finally laughed at me.
Oh, no! Ask your nose,
It's near to you.
I became puzzled,
And naughty I answered her
Till I begun to dose.
But as soon as I went to sleep,
I heard the dogs burking,
And a low sound of someone knocking.
I woke up quickly and I opened the door
But only to my surplise,
She was my fond mom
Who was seriously dancing naked,
And running around the house as if she was mad!
I brutally scolded her
And she immediately stopped it,
Then she cried once and collapsed.
Oh! Whenever i think of her,
I remember that day!
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Sekitto Kisakye Poem
Black,
Yellow and Red
makes the Uganda flag,
and the crested crane
a sign of peace.
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The trees can't fly,
and snakes can't
walk. That's nature.
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Sekitto Kisakye Poem
My soul is me.
My blood is my life.
My body is for soil.
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As blind as a bat,
as brave as a lion,
and stupid as a goat.
As busy as a bee,
as fat as a pig,
and happy as a king.
As strong as a lion,
as heavy as a load,
and rude as fool.
As black as coal,
as cold as ice,
and white as snow.
As hot as fire,
as green as grass,
and sweetly as juice.
All in all,
makes one thing,
common in life.
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My home Uganda,
the land for me,
where my heart is at rest,
day and night.
The vegetation is green,
the climate is good,
sunshine and rain,
makes it great the pearl of Africa.
The fertility of the soil,
the beauty of the place,
unity and peace,
makes it nice the honey of Africa.
My home is the best,
the land for me
Here i am; alive and free,
the golden of Africa.
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