When I left my family and went off to war
I dreamt of coming home...
Thinking back, I remember the faces
My enemy who claim to be my friend in all of the...
Government says they are doing what's best for the...
Makes you wonder if they ever watch the real news...
Path set in stone, my legs are not my own.
Forever ambling toward distant horizons...
A blackened tongue
a wisp of smoke...
Reading books about George
along with being the first...
Marching on Congress
Confirmed a widely held view...
I lived there during school holidays.
Between 2001-6...
The pen his sword and the parchment his...
His goal to press the enemy to fully yield...
She's a mother to the in-born
She's a mother to the lost sheep...
One by one makes a bundle,
Like Kyebando...
My Beloved Nation.
Once again...