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Clinsman Busaka Poem
Letter to my dreams
Am writing this to you
Nobody else but only you
You live inside me
You know me well
Because it is in me you dwell
That is why am writing this to you
It is in this letter
Am begging for manifestation
My heart awaits in jubilation
As my ambitions linger in admiration
Awaiting
For you to walk in prospection
That is why am writing this to you
It is a letter to my dreams
Bouncing in beams
So abstract like realms
It is you my dreams
Am writing a letter to
Manifest yourself in thee
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Clinsman Busaka Poem
Do not trust them
My son
Do not trust them
Cover yourself in an emblem
Of dignity and patriotism like a national anthem
They come with a plea to love them
But break your heart leaving you lame
Trust me
It is the same to you brother
I tell you this for we share a mother
Women are nothing but a bother
They are nice bur will push you further
From achieving your goals brother
Trust me
Only seek for one
Although it has always been hard to find one
Who truly loves you like none
But patience always take you to the one
You have been seeking all this time when you had none
Trust me
Loves has always been a feeling
Being blown away by killing
the feelings you had so much reeling
Over that woman you thought was perfect
But there has always been a healing
Let them be
Trust me
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So long my child
My son
You are my sun
The light of thy family
But now am going to miss you family
So long,my child
You remember your dad
Though he died
Never be like your dad
His second family
Took away everything from us
But let him rest in peace
So long, my child
It is now my time
Death is never a crime
Because I knew it will reach my time
But i want you to be strong
Withstand that pain of a thorn
Because you are a man
And you need to be strong
So long ,my child
This world is full of dirt
To survive it you need a fight
But son
Fight a fair battle
Never like a snake which is rattle
Be considerate to the poor
So long , my child
I now wish to rest my child
Into an everlasting eternal sleep
Follow what I told you
Because I expect you not to slip
Work hard and never sleep
This world is not for people who sleep
Now
So long , my child
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Clinsman Busaka Poem
What I want for Christmas
Santa,santa this season is blue
I need a gift,not in red this time but in blue
We have come a long way,it is true
From bypassing all this months which flew
Paving way to this awaited season due
From the sunny january,we endured
Through the rainy august which wind blew
Now i need a gift,not in red this time but blue
Santa,Santa i waited this long to meet you again
To get my gift from you,which i intend to regain
And i hope this time you will accept no bargain
I just wish to feel this christmas
As if i have never had any christmas
And like i am a child,, being bought new clothes on christmas
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The woman I will marry
This is the woman I will marry
For it is my child she will carry
So for me to find her it is a must I worry
But I would not look for her in a hurry
For the beautiful faces will make my vision blurry
So I will bide in patience
To unravel her in conscience
She will be one who will love me
She would feel my pain
She would love me even in vain
When I have nothing to offer
For it is me she will prefer
That is the woman I intend to marry
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Clinsman Busaka Poem
Forever a looser
I laugh heartily
I smile incredibly
And stand courageously
To blurt out
That you are a looser
You break families
You condemn them into loneliness
You forever kill their hope
But as things rearrange slowly
Life comes back to norm
That is why you are a looser
You are a looser
You may take away our loved ones
Condemn us into sorrowful ambience
But not forever
You are a looser
Death it is you
You that you are looser
Life will go on
Happy moments will everlast
Even when you snatch our loved ones
We will always remember them
You are forever a looser
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Gone too soon
How time flows by
Now we are saying goodbye
To the months that have gone by
The months of this year.
January was the longest
But we perceived through the toughest
Now we are waving in modesty
Afraid of what we incurred during
The months of this year.
Our hopes which were not fulfilled
They die unfulfilled
But God opens a new door;the new year
A year of hope again
Which our dreams shall be fulfilled
The months of next year.
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I just want to wish you merry Christmas
This is my letter to you love
I jott this down to make a move
Although you and I
Are no longer one
I just want to wish you a merry christmas
I heard you got the one
More perfect and commited than I
Although I feel pain in my eye
I promise not to cry
But
Am writing you this
I just want to wish you a merry christmas
Our moments will everlast
Though you never fought for our love to last
But i would not die because of thirst
It was you, who left me first
But
I promise not to curse
Am writing you this
I just want to wish you a merry christmas
I leave our mistakes in the past
With a hope to get over you fast
With the past months which were full of dust
And a hope of getting someone better
But
Am writing you this
I just want to wish you a merry christmas
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Joyous night
It is a heavenly night
A night the star and the moon shine so bright
Blue sky will be so tight
Filled with joyous embrace
By the shepherds astounding in grace
Indeed the birth of our a saviour took place
Conceived by the Holy spirit to bring peace
So that we would live together in peace and not in piece
The angels sang in unison
To hail the king, who in the end was accused of treason
But He died for us to get eternal life
So we will hail him
On this night
That the moon should shine bright
And the devil should watch in plight
Lets celebrate christmas
To embrace our christ Jesus
For He was born this day
And its right to embrace him on that day
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Why them?
I have no food
Cries haggard looking boy
I need only a cent
Laments the old beggar
I need medicine
For my child
To get treatment
Cries a fourteen year old girl
O God why them?
They hover around all places
Filthy and dirty
Pathetic and eyesore
As they hope to embrace little hope
A hope to get what they will
Atleast put in their mouth
O God why them?
They have no home
No father
No mother
No even uncle
Nonetheless none
They could call a guardian
O God why them?
As they hopelessly swagger
Their inside tormenting them
Their insight remains a loop hole
Because death took away
Their precious family
O God why them?
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