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Best Poems Written by Mbabazi Stellah

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Flickers of Time

FLICKERS OF TIME 
dear dear one
It's now clocking seven years 
Since you left me in this maddening crowd
Lonely as a grape tree in the yard
Fearing that some strong wind may one day knock me down
I still lay in melee
Hoping that some day
The wind will blow you back to me


When you left me 
The world seemed a void 
I was enclosed with fear 
I became numb
Never did it cross my mind
That I had a second chance at living
But as long as I was breathing
I realized I had no excuse to life
I still lay in melee
Hoping that someday
The wind will blow you back to me


Nevertheless, I composed myself
Basing on how you nurtured me
You always told me 
That I am a woman of inner strength
And a great deal of courage
And if only I I live, I will make you proud
You always said that I am a variant woman
And you see remarkable greatness in me
Whenever your words echo in my brain
I wake up in the darkness to bring the light 
Hoping that some day
The wind will blow you back to me


Seven years have now flown
And I realize that even the strong wind
Will never blow you back to me
I am not sorry 
I will never have you back
But I am glad that you are with God
Now if only I could hear you sing to God
I would be the happiest of all creatures
Seven years of your absence 
But you still lie in my heart
           
                        Mbabazi Stellah

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To Pain I Must Abide

TO PAIN I MUST ABIDE

When the sun is up to her best
My hope is to have my scars justified 
And when darkness arrives in haste
My hope is to thrust the pain aside 

But if all that I confide in fail to provide the tide way 
When I am floating with tide,
My zeal becomes stultified 
And I realize to pain;
I MUST ABIDE

I bite the bullet every time my scars get wide
And I strive to pryde
The misery from my inside 
But in agony column I ride
Yet every time I try to wrest the pain from every side
I collide with the truth that to pain;
I MUST ABIDE

      Mbabazi Stellah

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Not a Humorist

This poem is not a Black Lives Matter hashtag
That it will seek justice for George Floyd
It is not a racial stereotype
Or a free the back  hype

This poem is not to seek bail
For the black in jail
It will not in anyway
Bring back Khalili to life

This poem is not for the Negro
Or for the pale blonde general
It`s content is not to make 
A  turn into a slinger

This poem is not a humanist 
That it will bring back humanity
It is not a humorist
That it will amuse your eternity 

This poem is a plea to the racist
To stop racism 
For humanity is lost in materiality

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In the City

IN THE CITY
The city shines 
But there's no order 
To survive you have 
to rub shoulders with robbers
Walk with sinners
Shake hands with burglars 
Yet you ought to give 
Way to the halting vehicles


Mini-skirts, high heels,red lips 
Long nails, diamond hair
Shinny bangles and dangling earrings 
Roam around
Making money to survive 


Black suits, brief cases 
shiny shoes and straight ties 
Sit in their offices managing their businesses 
While others in tights and jeans 
Walk with pride on  streets
And tinted cars stride along the high ways


In the shanty city
Where evil is mouthed but not spoken
The truth is arcane 
And sin is alive
But justice is one sided
Or perhaps absent 


Talk about order
No one will care
Everyone seems to be
Cheerfully, steadily and freely
Moving on with life
In the shanty city we creed 

         Mbabazi Stellah

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My Friend

MY FRIEND
I know I should love her style
Even if in mud she can't flee
I see her from a mile
And she seems ready to welcome me
On her breasts we leap
Both the sinners and the saints free
And in her chest I will always sleep

We collide with killers
Of the future pillars
We live without orders
Criminals negotiate with  leaders
And just like that
Justice is never brought to the owners 


She listens to the loud voices when they arise
Screaming and shouting 
That things are on the rise
But the income is static

I see the tears in her eyes
While she tries to fix the situation as she cries
For our sake
But we defy her  the chance take 
Because we live in the dark 
Where people do what they fake
Anytime they want to attack


Men are out with dawn
And back with dusk
But nothing seems to be drawn
They depart with nothing
And return with nothing
Yet their 'Mrs.'  expect something
       
           Mbabazi Stellah

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Achanda

ACHANDA

Achanda  was a no-nonsense lass
Nurtured from a well meaning home
Went to a well established school
Harvested the good grades 
And went for further education
And finally passed all the examinations



Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
She grew up
Became a lady
She looked pretty
Kept her dignity 
Got a fine body
And looked tidy



Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
She  was poised and calm
But a no-nonsense lass
Men ran after her
But she minded her own businesses
The seduced her
But she subdued them
They praised her 
But ignored it all



Achanda was a no-nonsense  lass
She finished college
And went abroad
She met Derrick
A well meaning Irish lad
Derrick swept her off her feet
They danced in the maddening crowd
And brought life into the world


Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
But the glimmers disappeared with dusk 
When Derrick turned into a meaningless lad
He danced with all women in the mass
Mistreated Achanda
A no-nonsense lass
And alas, Achanda took her own life
Achanda gone to dust
Achanda was a no-nonsense lass
       
            Mbabazi Stellah

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Caged

CAGED 
Death knocked on my door
In what seemed like a wraith
I wailed in fear
Sought for grace in every place
Yet in my heart I knew 
I was caged in what seemed like fate

The tunnels of life became dark and strange
I knelt down with a riddled heart
And pleaded to God not  to let my soul weep in vast
While death stood at the glance of my flesh, in need of my soul

The sun sank in the woods nest
The days went to the West
The moon closed her eyes to rest
The sky stood in her chest
And the oceans traced the East

My heart dropped, and my face became a wreck
Yet still I stayed with recondite faith
In the range of God
Pleading for anew anfractuous life

        Mbabazi Stellah

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Growing Old

GROWING OLD
old bunny sat with remorse in the snow
wondering why one would grow
after all that life bestow
He stretched his hands onto a big branch below
thinking about how great life was some years ago, 
and how alluring his skin would glow

Enraptured by the radiance of the snow,
he sung a song to the crow
telling him that he would soon go

Caressed by the falling snow,
he picked the ice to throw
Unto the sky below

Scared by the silence that would soon flow,
he grubbed his trumpet to blow

Starring at the snowy hills in sorrow,
he whispered to them that life is narrow

Looking at the heaven's row,
he pleaded for time to be slow

Watching the white devoid sky's show,
he wished for time to borrow,
but everything looked shallow
and natural it is to grow

Stellah

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The Would Be Slayers

They sit and whisper
As if to decipher
The code to a great mystery
That was never lively
Making plans
To evince men from all clans
They scribble
And scramble
In short spatial attire
That threatens to make the sire retire
Limping in stilettos
Only to draw attractive silhouettes
That leaves the sacred
Worried
They wear faces with different layers
The would-be slayers
To slay those who are unaware of the play
Their intentions are so clear
That they slay with no fear
They strike poses
That threatens the doctors to change the doses
Social media is their workplace
Where they post in a recurring phase
As if to win an Olympic race
And I who cannot keep the pace
Leave the would-be slayers to have

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A Letter To My Self

Dear me, I know you are going through a lot 
And perhaps you want to give up on that blot
I know you are worried about all your dark spots
And I don`t want to lie to you
That you are perfect because you are not 
I don`t want to make you weak because you are strong
But I also want you to notice when you are wrong
I want you to know that this world will be hard
But that`s okay sweetheart
You will be weighed down on different scales
But I want you to always bear in mind 
That you are a masterpiece of God`s creation
You will be undermined
But that`s nothing you need to mind
I want you to focus on being you
Because you are enough
People will disappoint you
But learn to forgive
And when you forgive, lock your palace
And that`s your heart
And in your heart, employ peace
To serve you