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Jun 2016
So many things
the eyes were no meant to see
very many tales
ears weren't meant to hear
reeking stench
the nose was not meant to smell
a million stuff
the tongue wasn't meant to taste
but because of this
heart no longer sings
the world's in ecstasy
no more inspiration wells
it's no more joy living here
we're a babel, Chinese and French
we've turned universe into Hell
Humanity's rough, survival's tough
to nowhere we're going in haste
chained ourselves, lost the keys
Ignatius Hosiana
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Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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