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May 2015
I hoped even if it wasn't easy catching big dreams
In my palms and not losing them in the streams
I hoped to have a poem with the best line
To be the best rapper and not just mime
I wanted to have the roughest car in this city
Yes, I needed a big monster beauty
I lusted to be upon a podium of fame
I wanted to burn with the brightest of flame
I had a fatal thirst to spread my tentacles
To be the lad who walked out of manacles
I wanted to oil the wheels of prosperity
A legend who preached against any disparity
I wanted to be the real hallmark of charity
The bravest enemy to injustice and barbarity
I wanted to be a beautiful bloom of peace
To let the world be spring of love and bliss
I wanted to succeed in all before I leave
I wanted to exit the world after finding what I believe
I desired to hold hands with my fate
I wanted to achieve whatever I did contemplate
I did everything, whatever was needed
That's how I succeeded
Ignatius Hosiana
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Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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