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Christmas Witchcraft
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Christmas has robbed me.
I can't find my money.
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The Fallen love
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Treasuring the past
With haunting memories
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Hearts that batter
Need no butter
Its very bitter
It can't be any better.
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The gates of heaven were open wide
Like saints it was our time to ride
Our words were spotless
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OH UGANDA!
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Because I Come From The North.
Am born a hustler
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Like the salt of the earth
That night defined us
It proclaimed us mother and father
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Hearts Don't Break.
(Bamu Sonnet)
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Hearts that eat on love
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Song Of The Virgin
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When you meet me,
Don't hug mi.
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Lost Valentine
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The new day is ahead
Hearts have been washed clean
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I want a free menstral pad
.
Yes, a free menstral pad.
Not a free condom to my dad.
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Press Freedom.
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Dear son,
When your sister died
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Hearts Don't Break.
(Bamu Sonnet)
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Hearts that eat on love
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Fairly tale
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Unable to hold her eyes
She saw me
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When Hurt Hearts Hate
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When lips leap,
And tongues trap,
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Eating lies.
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The truth of the tongue was fed to the dogs
They spread the romour.
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Learn to say No
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Don't cry,
Let me fly.
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I PROMISED YOU A POEM.
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I promised you a poem not a song
Of words smearednot with wit
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*Fall Of Man*
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She got me fom a scratch
Feeding me with words of starch
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How I Loved You.
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I fell in ditches of your eye roll
My leg got bruised at sight of your high heel
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Song Of A Bachelor (2)
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When will you marry?
He answers that daily.
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The Best Poem Of Bamukunda Hillary

Christmas Eve

Christmas Witchcraft
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Christmas has robbed me.
I can't find my money.
My year's savings have been ruined,
For the laughters of shopkeepers.
I hear everyone is dying to spend.
This witchcraft is real and tempting,
That churches and shrines share the same epidemic.
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Christmas has taught me,
The desire to impress my neighbor.
I must be competitive.
As if June wasn't slippery on my December journey.
I must show the world my mighty,
Celebrating the day as if there is no tomorrow.
"Am the most successful this year",
Christmas tells me.
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Christmas has really dictated.
Indeed am sad,
That I have to meet my meat appetite.
The life of the lifeless!
Sheep, chicken, goat and cows cry
Of the ill fated Christmas day.
As they perish prematurely,
"Jesus is born that they may have life",
Reverend's shout hilariously.
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Christmas has brought me home.
I must be born with Christ.
Fellow travelers were surprised
At how home has changed over the past decades.
They seemed to be lost on their way.
Were they also following the star?
But then why the doubled transport fare?
I doubt that the any savior will be born.
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Christmas has exhilarated me,
Did all this happen when my mother was in labor?
Did the people share the same madness?
I see, I was born in God's image like him
Ohhhhh! I forget my mother was never a virgin
As I wait for the new-year,
Christmas says,
"Be happy and jubilate, you are problems free. "
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©Bamukunda Hillary ©2016

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Bamukunda Hillary 26 April 2018

its good to fall in love with literary work. thanx for reading and criticisms

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