Beloved, weep and hold back nothing
Cry and wipe away no tears
For this will stand!
In the times tested by the present
And never fades from the memories of history
Weep, beloved weep
Smile not when the soul grieves
For the hour comes
When you smile, the fruit of tears
That sprouts out of emotions poured
Therefore, cry oh dear Uganda!
Remember the past glory,
And focus on the coming salvation
But you must still cry
And your rival will know!
When truth awakes, it will listen
And the eyes of justice will see
The heart of destiny will prevail
And the soul of reality will dawn
On a nation in tears
So nationalistic, I invite u to read my poem Peace not into pieces. I know u will luv it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very profound... With words difnifying your concern, its a very good reflectional write indeed, The_African_Son