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Jun 2016
What did you gain when the sun went down or maybe you lost it all.
Hyper to get unwilling to loose just like to get without giving
What is the worth of your smile, a pill of ****, a peace in hand.
Nay they know not, why the sun went west
Neither did they know the moon would be full but yes they are
Fools aside brave apart, we it was like it wasnt and when it will be like it has never
I see the pain in eye of he that shot them dead
Nay they live afar in another world
Come quick rescue the bones for the future they shall be told he lived but the sun found him gone.
I sigh longer to the day of hope
I seat them all like i did at fast and share the joy of its beauty telling how the sun shall be seduced to shine on us and dry off the worry
They so believe and wake up amidst the night to see the sun before the rise
Nay i sawed my seeds in the  future for i saw tomorrow will be too soon for me
I eat of starvation now though thy seeds are watered by deeds
Lets not see the sun of tomorrow lets plan for the cold of the night i told them of the bright day
Yes it was tomorrow but yesterday and better one of the next day not today.
They focus to have it soon my soon looks like my son to harvest
Ahem, the birds flew off to another day after they ate of the hidden seeds planned in mess.
Unpruted of my early fruit but the ground is safe to have another grow another day
Thomas Bron Mukama
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Thomas Bron Mukama  28/M/kampala
(28/M/kampala)   
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