Kacumu

Category: Poetry

  • MONOPOLY

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    Doctors Doctors What are you made of? The most amiable profession Stood the test of time, Hence, you receive homage From all other professions Traditional and modern Doctors! Be it the clergy Questioned is their authenticity A manifestation of absurdismBe it the Gentlemen of the robe All over known for deception, Mistrust fills the air…

  • YOU ARE MY MOTHER

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    You are you! You made me part of you You sheltered me You planned for my landing You laboured for me You gave me life. You gave me the warmest welcome You fed me You cleaned me, washed me and bathed me You clothed me You nursed me You were my first distinguished sight You…

  • MY EARTHLY GOD

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    I applaud youI commend youI compliment youI praise youI want to appreciate youI want to thank you. You gave me the sweetest mother,Thank you. You provided for meThank youYou educated meThank youYou counseled meThank youYou inspired meThank youYou groomed meThank youYou showed me the wayThank you. You are my seniorI tread after youYou are my…

  • SON OF THE DARK CONTINENT

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    The African Child, Great a warrior, Triumphs over the huddles of Growth, education and economic survival Born to the disillusionment That all Black is black That all White is white But why the blame for the African identity? The African Child Whose home he dreads the most Whose home they love the most Those whose…

  • CEASING FLAME

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    Low in the basin, sprouts the angry Determined to bring; under her control, The five clutches of normality! A recent heroine, now embattled They keep drawing forth and away For the mountains of this earth Are but the waves of the sea Gasping the air of yesterday’s siltCrawling over today’s rapids and Rising to welcome…

  • THE BAD WILL FLY AWAY

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    Who doesn’t know about this AIDS the killer disease! Oh! Maybe, there are fewer deathsBut, mind you, comrades Crave not for any sickness Your health is your being. All of you here Have an inkling of the instruction Always on our lips – the old lesson Yet, never at heart ABC, why can’t we partake…

  • LOST IN MY HOME

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    What is this? Africa, what is this? Shall we not have our rest? But for your actions,Good-for-nothing descendants! Where we are, we are not at peace For home is no more home. How many times shall we forgive you? You were penetrated, you lost your virginity We told you to close up But some traitors…

  • WANDER AND WRITE SYNDROME

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    You will wander about And let your mind loiter around; You will sleep all night And your mind will recollect all bright and fright For which you were a victim throughout all-day. To say that I am different from you Would make me a liar For human nature resembles each other But for one or…

  • THE SAYING

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    Ah! What a say this is! Usually at such says, I normally have sayings to say. But at this particular say I honestly don’t know what And how best to say That which I’m supposed to say Saying that I don’t have what to say, Per say, would be saying unsayings But, yet this say…

  • Just You

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    For all my life, I have been faithful to youYes, even before I actually met you,I was no cheater,Running around girls not youBut now, I don’t know but I feel so fast…Ever since you became my Love,I feel my legs ready to run In haste for Love…I fear you may have turned meA cheetahRunning sooo…

  • Blown Away

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    I hated her instantly Like crushing a stone Eating rice. I loved her incessantly Like crushing a stone Eating nuts. I hated her! I loved her! Every other day — Eating rice! Eating nuts! ©Atwine Mugisha

  • The Tide of Justice

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    Today’s anything Tomorrow’s something Yesterday was writing Today’s writhing Tomorrow’s wining Today’s lowering Tomorrow’s lawyering Today’s rule by law Tomorrow’s rule of law. When will tomorrow come? You vainly ask As slow as climbing From 6:30 to 12 midnight But as soon as sloping From 12 noon to 6:30 I humbly reply No matter what…

  • Thou Magnificat

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    You are a beauty Though twilight Twinkle not Sunshine do Outshine! ©Atwine Mugisha

  • Ceasing the Moment

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    In passion, I let me in. For impassion, She; let me out. To impassion, I let me stayed. Out of compassion, She nayed my stay. And for passion, I let me out! ©Atwine Mugisha

  • Onions

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    Since you told me You and me We’re not okay, Since learning To be okay With not being okay. But it’s okay I’m okay If only you’re okay So… I’m okay! ©Atwine Mugisha

  • THE BUD STAGE

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    Teenagers, juveniles The old call them, Buddies, homies Their now-names Known only by them Talk about creation New slang daily How? They do it by storm. They are the source of all fashion savvy. My dear critics, don’t be bigots From strange hairdos, heavy makeup Down to avant-garde clothing From the North Pole to the…

  • LIFE AT THE FRONTLINE

    LIFE AT THE FRONTLINE

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    Atwiine Mugisha
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    This is a poem that tells the endurance of those persons in different professions and occupations that to me are at the frontline against the coronavirus pandemic here in Uganda but also elsewhere. LIFE AT THE FRONTLINE Eyes closedTears blockedAm I less human than others?My mind staggersAnd in that momentThey bid me farewellHow it goes…