Bernard Gabriel Okurut Biography

Why should you come like a thief at night?
Wrapped in a mist,
So dark a cloud!
Seek you not to suck my blood?
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I descend into an abyss of melancholy,
Tormented by a myriad of thoughts.
I watch my soul vanish,
My existence turns into nothingness.
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We should sit and talk
One more time,
Perhaps the final time.
Walk with me through my last days,
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Perhaps,
...but a few lines of poorly written verse
Won't speak to your heart.
Am thinking of a bad joke not to crack,
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I almost speak up,
But your beauty shuts me up.
I guess I need your help
To overcome this coward I have become.
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