A visit to Kampala in Uganda,
There in view to search for my lover;
However, i had words to sorrow like the bull.
Oh Somanya! Those were the days that i was young;
But now i am in Kampala looking for my lover.
I need to walk with the heart of the lion,
And to see with the eyes of the eagle;
For my lover is in the midst of the people.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poignant poem Edward...love it...Fi