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Aug 2015
While in war, target is enemy down
Gathering men to the frontline
After war you accrete alot and advance for expansion
In your flock include; captives and dreamers
Maximum loyalty an initio
But a gun resolution is sound track of history.
Your greed in recruite to quash loyalty for abeyance
Are the back stabs you will receive later
Time comes ancillary dogs set loose and out of command.
With much more anger to claim identify, it was your own favor to groom a fellow thinker that will break your own toes
It's then when you will see the bullet released can't be retrieved
Fast as you can it's all axiom.
You didn't hurt yourself alone, your family falls suit
Now that the bees are out of the hive you can celebrate the stings you're to receive.
"Country men hands together for a better, hope is sooner than soon. I smell the winds of CHANGE
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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