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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
Yes we are,
we are the poets of today
and tomorrow,
and we shall be forever.
Let them know that we are just writers
as our grand parents who had the talent we have!
Yes we are,
we are here to educate people
who knows how to read and write,
and those who love what we say and write.
Let them know that me and you,
and those of ours we are just poets.
They have to know what we are,
not to quote us wrong the poets of today
and those of tomorrow.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2010
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
Before you move a step,
first understand wher eyou have to go
and where you have been.
Again think twice
before you decide to move,
and threfore you have to choose
the best option to take.
If you doubt,
don't go ahead but just keep time
to make a new plot
of which you believe to be;
the best above all.
Please, just decide once
things needs to think,
and always a planned work
makes the best choice.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2010
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
Your name Carol
is better than money,
and sweet like honey!
It's your name Brown
which is precious like gold,
and better than sugar
as your kind heart
is beyond the mothers' love,
and the stars in the sky.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2010
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
Have mercy upon me
the most merciful father,
and for the sake of jesus christ
the king of glory.
For give me my sins,
and take away my pride
so that i enjoy your love.
I will serve you from now
on newness of life,
and the glory of your name
will last forever.
Have mercy upon me
the most kind father
who keeps the world in joy.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2010
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
They reject me to smile
because they are pretenders
who believe in lies,
and who love to gossip a lot.
When you try to call,
they can reject to pick
and when you ask why,
they can't tell the truth.
Sometimes when you call,
they switch the phones off
and others can say
that we are not in Town,
and here where we are
life is too hard
as a trick to play on your rain.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2011
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
According to my knowledge,
it's bad to take porridge
near the old bridge,
and the dirty fridge.
At my age,
i have to be in marriage,
and leading the village
but not attending college.
Me and Kate
we need to make a gate
to protect the jet.
It's funny!
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2010
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
I was the first creature
to step on this land of dreams
where man is perceived to be
the master of all.
I believe that am the grand father
or grand mother of man,
but man is better than me
who stay naked forever,
and who have little knowledge
to plan my work in time.
Man is is a rational maximiser,
wise and sharp
unlike me who's ever dull!
I question my self and you;
that who bewitched me?
I have no hope to be like man
who's ever smart in all his plots and work.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2010
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
Oh my God,
I hear you died for us the sinners
but here where I'm,
life is not so good.
I have no joy
though i don't struggle to work.
I feel to be a lame,
and someone who is blind.
I have no eyes
and legs to walk.
Whenever i need to move,
i just have to crawl
whether it's hot or hot.
I feed on dust when am hungry,
and the son of man strikes my head
whenever i meet him on the way.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2010
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
When i say hello,
You have to feel joy
because i love you
and when i become sad,
you have to be like me
because we love each other.
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2011
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Sekitto Herbert Grace Poem
One funny morning,
the man returned home,
after fishing for a period of time,
and he decided to take a nap,
but he didn't know the direction of the lake!
This act annoyed his wife,
and she decided to take the boat,
out of the gate because he was fool
for a long period of time.
Along came a boy,
black and short,
and said quickly like mad,
good morning mum,
and what are you doing now?
The sweet fat mum,
replied right away,
that i'm reading a book,
you have to leave me alone.
The ten aged guy
informed her with love,
this is a wrong place,
restricted every time for fishing to occur.
This word annoyed her again,
and she replied quickly,
hullo my friend,
i'm not fishing at all,
i'm readind my book as you see.
Yes, but you have all the fishing nets,
for all what i know you can start at once,
and the wise you're,
you can start think about me,
and how my love is so sweet.
Hence, i have to take you in,
and write you there up,
all the sweet day,
until the sun to set.
Oh! the sweet fat mum,
feared alot to bomb her Baghdad,
and told him at once,
have a nice day,
we shall meet in Hell.
Really you're a fool,
all days of your life,
God bless you alot,
to change your heart,
a stupid creature of your age.
All what you think,
are useless in my heart,
and really a heavy load on your head,
that makes you mad,
day and night.
Shame upon you,
the empty headed guy,
who think like a child,
whenever you're.
I can't blame you at all,
you behave like a fly,
that familiarise every thing,
the flesh and the rotten meat.
The sweet fat mum,
ran back home to meet her sweet heart,
to disorganise the lake,
all the funny day.
Finally, the rest of the world
come to know the truth
that familiarity brings contempt.
Oh, today's world is hard!
Copyright © Sekitto Herbert Grace | Year Posted 2006
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