princess irene Namajja Biography

The voice that bound us echoed
Lurid as the echo o' forever
Missioning us away
Bidding us to run
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I stand where we once stood on those lucky dusking nights
Looking for the silhouette of you with hope you'll soon return from the far away land of combat
I hear the echo of your voice resounding through gun shots and bomb blasts
To carry me the words you spoke in pledge to battle a world to keep our child and love safe
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She aches,
For the loss of womanhood
With an unadorned effort in trying to contest
She purposes to stroll away from the cluttered alters of altruism
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In the battle of titans
All gets bruised if not creased,
Scattered and ruined.
Hearts in waste endure
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Running on descending estates
Trudging on greasy silts
Contesting against the odds of persistence
Contrary to all doubts of enduring
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