GeorgeherII Musiime Poems

when it's you, only you left there
when all are gone, those that you owed respect and
all those that meant a lot to you
Have so early and prematurely met their demise!
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May be, may be not...
Probably it will read...
Here lies a soldier, a damn good one
who died not in battle but in his sleep
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From would be nurses, it only got hate
Promising it was but it fell on a Rock
Optimistic and blossoming with ideas it never saw
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And there I was again, lost…even to my self
In my bed I lay, with a roof over head yet
My thoughts always away, wondering with the blue star-lit dome of heaven
All dwindled by the gloom of earth for a roof
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