Why does it have to be so painful to be loved?
I know it. This is how you show your love...
Joan of Ark you never were
God intended something more...
Strong wind comes.
Wind of hope ;Uprooted the thorns...
Somewhere on a peninsula,
near the sea...
The role of fathers, we must confess,
Is fantastic in every way, no less...
(If this poem site could literily talk)
I've been meaning to speak to y'all...
Long before my time to live,
Before my thoughts were formed...
I can talk to her for two hours,
Without getting bored for even two seconds...
I love my birthplace!
Jinja Town made me who I am for 11 years...
There is a green place in Maracha,
Decked with beautiful rock formations...
The Devil tries to shoot me down,
But suddenly changes his mind...
When I was only 4
My momma had custody...