The Formless Struggle Poem by Amos Christopherson Masereka

The Formless Struggle

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The formless struggle
When vain we fought
When vain we fought

And armed we never
That won we lost
That won we lost

Our brains we distorted
That unplanned we did things
That unplanned we did things

And un-united we messed up
The formless struggle
That won we lost

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
When people unite they prosper through the daily encounters and it is only when you plan for something sensitive, concentrate hard on it and get well prepared for action. There is nothing good while you divide yourselves even when you have leaders with a strong brain.
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Amos Christopherson Masereka

Amos Christopherson Masereka

Kyambogho I- Bwera- Kasese- Uganda.
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