To My Members Of Parliament We Shall All Perish But How? Poem by Bamukunda Hillary

To My Members Of Parliament We Shall All Perish But How?



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.We have heard millions cry of the bloated dying babies.
We have seen even those of your rank perish on yellow tarmac roads.
Many have abandoned the state hospitals for the improved shrines with drugs.
The high ranked security has not secured the murdered women.
What shall be your fate?
In this educated unemployed desperate Uganda?
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We have seen you do nothing in the five years.
Some have even enjoyed our tax for decades.
But we have been hopeful
That one day article 102(b)will work
And we shall get rid of the yellow parasites
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We now see you building an anthill
To cover the rule of law with fear to be defeated
Why can't you stand firm if you are worth it?
Enough is enough
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Today our future will be shaken
And alas we shall give up
They say who would give away riches?
But who would give away the remaining pride?
For the poor can't sell his breath however hungry.

Monday, October 7, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: democracy,leadership,politics
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