ASIIMWE SIMON ROLANDS

He fell in the world like dripping rain
He shone on the land like a moving star
He walked the way that was full of pain
The journey was tough but he walked far
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When I think I’m out of it;
And think waving to it,
And think myself out of the pit,
And of me flying away like a kite
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They sit in groups of threes,
All lost in their rags.
Besides them, are tins,
And others are old bags.
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When your face faces mine,
In my heart, something starts to grow.
And every day I see you coming down,
I watch you from the corridors of the first floor,
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WARS IN MY ERA
I know the world keeps on going,
And my hope keeps on falling.
I can hear them mourning,
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You hold my heart with ought falling
You’re the dearest gift from above
That has the best glittering wrapping
And I hid in you so you’re my cave
Where I shelter when the rain is falling
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Oh my love…
You hold my heart with ought falling
You’re the dearest gift from above
That has the best glittering wrapping
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Mama said to me
“liL simon, never you be you
Never please you
Please me who made you live
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Each of us got a foot
Yet not all of us walk
The road is for the few
Those who got a shoe
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When you waved to me, Amanda
I liked it in my blindness,
I thought there were many in Uganda
Far better or in your likeness
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We have come all the way from the darkness,
The one wise men call blindness.
With axes, hoes, we are paving the way,
And our hands aren't down until there is a way.
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I have no penny in my hand
And I don't need any from you
Not even a shoe to my name
But that's not I ask from you
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Let the Negro sing
I, born a king
Black be in the ring
Win the legendary kings
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I climbed the mountains, I've trodden the plains
I walked in the scorching sun and also the rains
I reached far ends and may be crossed the lines
Through the fangs and sometimes tides
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If you see Catalina please w'ld you tell her
That a second without her is a Thousand years
It may be a minute down but it seems too far
Enough for a man to go pleading for prayers
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Life is a game and me the player
I write my rules though not always fair
I test my wings and risk my winning
I lose my scores without regretting
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My treasure
A treasure you are;
More than tons of gold
Your eyes like astar
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When you and I were walking,
I mean a long Wilson street.
You might have glanced at them,
Them that you didn’t want in your proud eyes
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My father was a hardworking man,
Who operated a small village farm.
His two spears slept on his shoulders,
And waited for whichever carnivore came.
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It wasn't love, listen!
I loved you or I think I loved you.
With my little upper part of my brain,
And my false kisses to fool you:
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