Jaja's Days Poem by Sentamu Aziz

Jaja's Days



JAJA'S DAYS

Once there lived a time
When all was almost free to have
Apart from the little to buy
Sugar soap and shoes

Fields filled with food
A lot to eat and share
Plenty of milk and cheese
That little we would buy in town

Lovely days they were
Homes bigger than today
No fences and gates like now
All around was home
Parents all over the village
For all gents were Dads
And all ladies were Mums
To run to in trouble

So fresh and lovely it felt
Air free from pollution
Food free from chemicals
No sodas like today
But juice from home grown fruits

My dear Grand children
A glance at today
Makes home feel so far away
For so much has changed
For better and worse
No great time like our days.

Thursday, October 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Jaja in my local Language ''Luganda'' mean Grand parent.''Luganda'' is the language spoken by the Baganda people who belong to the biggest tribe in Uganda. Jaja's Days is a poem i wrote basing on the many stories i heard from the elderly about life in the past in comparison with the life today.
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