Bibanke…

Kg Mutah
Kg Mutah
Aug 8, 2017 · 1 min read

It is dire, too far away from the Truth,

No more loyalty, like the wind, one goes where the wind blows,

No more dignity as long as one can count their “dollars, euros…”

Some say, it has always been like this,

I say not, time has changed!

Time changed so much that I didn’t have time to blink,

So much change that between youth and Manhood, one is left to wonder,

Where is all this going?

A visionary said: “Until the color of man skin is not more significant than the color of his eyes…until then wars and rumors of wars…”

Things have always been the same,

The difference is only made by a few valuable men,

They are the fertile land where the seeds that were planted by the Master of wind,

A revolution in the making,

I can sense the turbulent flows of emotions around me,

I can feel the relentless cry for liberty,

A cry breaks in the night: Give me Liberty or death!!!

Mutabazi

Kg Mutah

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Kg Mutah

A man in time who lives and loves.

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