I try to gather my thoughts in a single file
To safely land on paper
But they are not meant for such discipline
They are not meant to be sugar-coated
Only to disguise the fact that they are...
A mess
An eruption of flavors that could leave your tongue feeling bitter...
But satisfied
So I let them run wild like scavengers
To purge on the blank piece of paper,
On the eyes that will bleed from reading them and
On the soul that has the same madness hidden within their mind
Clawing Anxiously to be set free
Nandawula Regine Kabali-Kagwa (NRK-K)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem