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Visiting Hours

I wish heaven had visiting hours
I'd carry a beer or two
And some meat to go
Cause I know my grandpa's would love that 

I'd seat with them and let them just talk
For I'd love to hear how they were
For to me they were but stories
Cause I never got to see them, long gone before I was born 

I'd want them to see how I've grown
To let them see that the lineage keeps on
And how the beautiful family tree
Is fruitful, we've got kids to mark each season 

I'd tell them of how things are looking up for us
Cause they up here looking out on us
For we've never lacked even though they're gone
They both gave us strong grandma's 

I'd let them know how grandma keeps waiting
Seating next to their favourite chair 
Leaving his chair facing her
She sleeps saying a prayer to him every night 

I wish heaven had visiting hours
So that I'd get to bond with my grandpa's 
Cause I was named after one
And my big bro was named after the other 

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Vote of Thanks

When we all come together on days like this 
To reminisce on the far that we've come
We ought to be grateful that we here like this
And grateful for the people that we've become 

Cause when I was just but seven years
I thought that it was just me and my brother 
Against this battle that is haemophilia and for years
I'd not met anyone who'd gone through a lot like me and my brother 

But we never felt any different from others
We'd go to the same school as any other
And even though our condition to others
Was like a myth, we felt pain like any other 

But with time being in hospital and being a wonder
My file got to be noticed and through my mum's contact 
Slowly we'd get to hear that there were others like us, we weren't a wonder
We were just bits of a bigger beautiful picture, and we played a big part 

So to the days that I stand here and wave
Giving messages of hope with my words
I'm grateful for all the mercies God gave
To everyone who made this possible, plus all who listened to my words 

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Disability Advocacy

It's funny how one might look down upon disability
And not regard it as an integral part of the society 
Only for then to realize that in us still lies the ability
To cast a vote, and take part in changing the society 

Cause a vote once casted takes its own cause 
And a vote doesn't have a disability
So it counts and when it's cast it sets out a course
In the many numbers that would want accountability 

Many times for the sake of image in politics
Disabled might get the limelight
And show people how they care about us in their tricks
To get votes but still our plight won't be given the light 

We've seen how for just being differently abled
One is not seen as a worthy candidate 
Instead told to wait it out, cause we labeled 
Labeled as people who get in through nominations to date 

Yet we can stand and chant out our slogans
And come up with better policies for us
But the same hierarchy of government organs
That claim to support our status, are still not working for us 

And to date, we still facing discrimination 
But we still keep voting for change
Voting in a better government for the good of the nation
So that one day, we as the persons with disability feel the change 

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Albinism

As a kid walking round the school corridors
I'd get people eyeing me a lot, open doors
As they try and look at my white skin 
And marvel at my skin
For I was different 

I got picked on at times for having a cap
I'd wear it alot so one day I didn't come to school with a cap
And they looked even more at my hair
They wondered what I did to my hair
Cause everyone else hair was black 

During break I'd be playing in tree shades 
Jumping from one tree to the other with shades
And they'd wonder why I never played in the sun
Some saying that I missed out on the fun
Cause the beauty of playing out is actually playing under the sun 

But when we grew up in the bigger classes
People had grown used to me so when I came with glasses
They would always tell me how the glasses were nice
And the kids were now all genuinely nice
And it felt nice being there with them 

So when the heat would be too much
They'd all walk around me in a match
Trying to shelter me with their shadows 
Saying that they were here for me, even opening doors
So that I could explore the world and not just lock myself in 

And now as a grown up with a kid of my own
I've got friends who treat my kid as their own
They protect my kid as theirs and play with him 
And letting their kids be around him
Telling them that he's just like any other kid

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Lover's heartbreak

All I have left of you is this kiss ?? 
And it wasn't even on my lips
It's just a reminder of how I fell out of love
And I'm left sitting here wondering 

The first week I'd just stand by the shower
And the water full throttle would have at me
It'd be cold but I'd stand there lost
Remembering all those warm baths we had

I walked low-strung like a sad balloon
It was hard to stay afloat
I just drugged on till the weekend
And then I drowned further in the spirits

My heart sank a little lower
This time I was sure it was going to drop
Just a little further and it won't be able to rise up
I have gone cold and forgotten like I am already

My phone's been buzzing but it's just  a distant cry
I let it go till it's off then go near it
Knowing too well it isn't you
But I just checked so that I can keep count

All I have left of you is me
At least the me before you
Sad and downcast, with no sunshine in me
But I'll weather it out till it's sunny out again

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House of Cards

I've been living in the house of cards
That I can almost know your move
Cause I've seen how the cards shuffle 
And how the games have been played 

I learnt all this while growing up in the house 
By age of seven, I could keep a straight face
And bluff while I had my face on
I had no room for being played 

I had a heart of aces,
A poker heart, a true art
That's why i was good at games
Cause I knew when to bend the rules 

I learnt the game then the players
That I should never up my hand
Cause that would only raise stakes on me
And only make it harder for me to win 

I learnt that I can't do it all alone
That's why at every table I sat
I made sure I made a friend
One that always has my back 

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I will seek you God

I will seek you even in my darkness
Cause that way I won't be totally lost
Bit by bit I'll find my way
And with time I'll be by your side

I will sit in your refuge
And wait as long as it takes
Cause I've seen your works
And each is beautiful

I will sing your hymns
Cause it soothes the soul
As I hold my prayer beads in one hand
Going through prayer and solemnity

I will speak of your works
And of all that you've done
So that your creation bears witness
To your presence even in our despair

I will seek you even in solitude
When it's just me and you
So that I can know you deeply 
And marvel at how great you are

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Life of St Don Bosco

The young must know that they are loved
For there is goodness in every young person
Give me souls--the souls of young people
These boys are not bad, these boys, they need me
In their midst I feel completely at home 

I learned the hardships of an orphans life
In this new town where I had to support myself
Laboring in everything from being a blacksmith
And as a tailor, waiting as a waiter and shoemaker
All that to ease my mother's burden 

Every Sunday I'd meet the boys in a different place
It didn't matter that it was a city church, 
a cemetery chapel, or an empty lot
And during the week i'd tour the city shops, 
Making sure my boys hadn't forgotten my instructions 

I bought an empty lot and a dilapidated shed 
Next door was a saloon, across ,a hotel of shady reputation
but what did it matter to me the oratory ground was sacred, 
for it later came to me in a dream
That it was the burial ground of the Martyrs of Turin. 

It is enough that you are young
And for you I give my life 
bound by one rule, dedicated 
to the double task of self-sanctification & care of youth
But first tell the devil to rest, and then I'll rest too 

Do all the good you can
Thats why while I have time, I must work
My dear sir I tell you you are a good friend of mine, 
but God comes first, first of all Don Bosco is a priest
So give me the souls, take away the rest 

My mother would say when I become a priest
If ever became rich, she shall never enter my house!" 
Thats why I am poor, penniless Don Bosco, a shepherd boy of the hills. 
I have lived poor and shall die poor
I have only one wish, to see you happy and in the next

"I have been an instrument in the hands of Mary. She has done everything. Had I been a worthier instrument, I would have accomplished a great deal more." 

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Dad's radio

I look back at my dad's radio
Shuffling through the channels
Cause the signal is too weak
But my dad will wait in awe

When the presenter starts off at the top of the hour 
You'd see my dad fixed in his stool
Still to get to hear the nation address
The words of hope he hopes to hear 

It's been many decades now but he's still keen
He's never wavered in what the country could be
And he's served it well
Like a true statesman, he put his family first

The radio brought together the whole village
It's where the hearts converged 
And drummed all through the hour
Before the drums kept beating from a distance

That radio has seen the best of the years
From the regimes that got us out of houses to cheer on
To regimes that made it possible for kids to get an education
To the one who built futuristic roads 

I bought him a new radio
But it doesn't sound like the old one
But he's eager to turn it on
And not miss the news

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On day's like this

On days like this, I'd lie down
And watch as life drains out of me
But today I woke up
Wanting to get better

Cause for the first time in a long time
I've got something to live for
Something to hold onto
And I ain't going to relax my grip on it

Yes I'm slipping through the cracks
And all I can see are flashes zooming past me
And even though I was just yesterday I was willing to go
Today I want to keep on, face some more

So in between the flashes, I close my eyes
So that I can wake up from it all
To see past my past
Cause in there lies the future

On days like this, I'd lie down
But I'm fighting like hell 
Cause I've never gone out with a fight 
And if this will be my last, it's gonna be the greatest fight ever

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Best Poems Written by Humphrey Haji Luvumbi

Visiting Hours

Vote of Thanks

Disability Advocacy

Albinism

Lover's heartbreak

House of Cards

I will seek you God

Life of St Don Bosco

Dad's radio

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