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Among the finest he , Mighty he was He had endurance, meek in character, sovereignty for us he toiled shrewd at the salutes Junior ,senior; Routine he maintained Firing guns, hurling grenades, he matched hundreds of miles raging battles and wars That spanned years. At the apex of his Youth hood he suffered, he suffered, he suffered, A painful blow; a blow *** *** *** *** he dealt a painful blow at the hands of a beautiful woman; beautiful woman! All the vigorous and draining training he had In his prime youth hood, was trashed, tramped, All his experience, hard work, determination and shining accolades disappeared. Disappeared never to be seen again!! Like a fool and his money he was soon parted with His hard earned experience more so with his dear life The once strong arms were Now frail, the once commanding Voice was now a pleading one His bright, wonderful and envied experience, the vigor of his prime youth, the unmatched accolades, the years he served in the forces and the innocence The smile of comrade ship smoke of "rex" and" dunhill" at the quarter guard. Were now a story; On a sad note a story to tell To tell the young generation About the invisible deadly killer All his years were in vain All he was left with was Nostalgic memories about all He once had. Our nation Lost. Our nation lost a son Our nation lost a brother,Our nation lost a father.
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Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
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Among the finest he , Mighty he was He had endurance, meek in character, sovereignty for us he toiled shrewd at the salutes Junior ,senior; Routine he maintained Firing guns, hurling grenades, he matched hundreds of miles raging battles and wars That spanned years. At the apex of his Youth hood he suffered, he suffered, he suffered, A painful blow; a blow *** *** *** *** he dealt a painful blow at the hands of a beautiful woman; beautiful woman! All the vigorous and draining training he had In his prime youth hood, was trashed, tramped, All his experience, hard work, determination and shining accolades disappeared. Disappeared never to be seen again!! Like a fool and his money he was soon parted with His hard earned experience more so with his dear life The once strong arms were Now frail, the once commanding Voice was now a pleading one His bright, wonderful and envied experience, the vigor of his prime youth, the unmatched accolades, the years he served in the forces and the innocence The smile of comrade ship smoke of "rex" and" dunhill" at the quarter guard. Were now a story; On a sad note a story to tell To tell the young generation About the invisible deadly killer All his years were in vain All he was left with was Nostalgic memories about all He once had. Our nation Lost. Our nation lost a son Our nation lost a brother,Our nation lost a father.
a painful tale of a gun man
Nyakisabeth
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20/M/uganda
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
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