Fading Tunes Poem by Timothy muggaga

i keep singing the same song
for the low pitch but the tune so long
i cling on to the whirling wind
never mind life at it's own speed

After all;
History buries no heroes
Age admits no zeroes
the dead are only weighty kilos

Nevertheless...
our time always comes
surely our prides always hurls
yet our wickedness ever curls

After all, We are just human
Every man with a half rib for a woman
a stitch by stitch is a full human
flesh for immortal soul makes us strong