There is no more white America
America is black and white
And America was built by Blacks
Blacks imported from different parts of Africa
Imported from Africa as slaves
They were taken away from their homes and separated from friends and families against their will
They were made to do hard labor to the satisfaction of their masters without pay, under very harsh and forceful instruction
Most of the ways in which they were treated so wicked
I think all Africans in a way are entitled to free access and entry into America
Of course, with proper regulation
This is not the case now, of course

Don’t give up yet, hold on a minute
He returns home late and drunk daily
Don’t give up yet, hold on a minute
I still remember the words you said when you me for him
Don’t give up yet, hold on a minute
You told me to go to hell with my love and that he is all you needed to love
You also told me you were ready to spend the rest of your life with him
It’s just one kid down the road and a few disappointments here and there, and you are ready to abandon your so-called soul mate?!
You should never wish that you and I ever get back together
You almost wrecked my heart and I survived that
I do not ever want you back in my life, not even as a friend
What we once had totally came to an end
For some time after you were gone, I constantly wished you’d come back to me all in vain

Don’t give up yet, hold on a minute
Maybe, all he initially felt for you was lust and you never thought of it that way
Maybe, he even got fed up of you long time back but has not really found the right way to let you know
What if he still does love you so much?
Maybe, during those days when he comes back late, he is from meeting with his other lover that is younger than you
Just don’t give yet, hold on a minute
Patience pains but pays, you know that
If you persevere and eventually, he rethinks his actions, you’ll be so proud of yourself
Don’t give up yet, hold on a minute
Even on those days when he returns violent, bear with him and show him that still, you will stay with him
I call that love and care
Don’t give up yet, hold on a minute.

All alone in my bed, I am lying
Wondering why you came
Into my life
Yet at some point,
You were something I really thought I hoped for
I take back my love and erase all that’s gone
Maybe then, I’ll be back home
Back home with my soul
Maybe that’s what I really wholly own
All my love is now gone
Kiss me no more
Your words are bitter
Hug me no more
Your soul is so cold
Blood pumping in my soul when I wake,
I hope for more
Hope for better
With some hope deep down in my head for something worse than the worst that ever broke down my heart
Paranoia maybe, maybe it’s not
I am wide awake now, my heart almost got wrecked
I got back now
Maybe my eyes closed to some, but I see the most now

This is Uganda
My motherland
My home that I love so much
Boom, boom, boom,boom
Another prominent leader has been shot dead
Who is it?
Abiriga, the yellow man
Panic here, panic there
Some arrests here and there
And that’s it
He is gone
And the killers too are nowhere to be seen

This is Uganda
Around that time, it’s party here and party there
Many of my brothers and sisters have come to the beginning of the end of their time in school and some totally done
The graduation has brought well-wishers, relatives, friends and family from different places
Happiness is all in the air
But for many, the excitement ends there
Because months and years after that, they are still hoping to find their first job and the hopes seem to be withering down and getting further like the sun setting at dusk
Some have chosen paths totally different from what they studied for
The professional doctor is now a trader
The one that studied engineering is now a farmer

This is Uganda
The neighbor’s dogs are feasting on meat, chicken bones or even the chicken itself and maybe some serious Dog food sold in supermarkets but they  slept on empty stomachs the previous night,
The mother is the main breadwinner for the husband abandoned them
There is very thin hope for a meal the next day
Maybe a Good Samaritan will do a miracle
But it certainly is not going to be their most immediate neighbor
While kids from well-to-do families are picked from the gates of their parents’ homes to go to school and brought back later in the evening,
Somewhere in the same age range or slightly older has also woken up to start his/her day
With his/her old & ***** sack on the back, held by the neck, he traverses the whole village throughout the day in search for scrap metal, plastics and some metallic cans that he/she hopes to sell off and find a little something to buy some food and also enjoy some ‘luxuries’ like maybe buying a secondhand T-shirt/Dress
Imagine that!

This is Uganda
We pay for justice
Some pay to deny other justice
And that’s the way it is
A police officer will ask you for a bribe openly with no shame
And that’s the order of the day
Disguised as a small token for ‘Ka-soda’ or ‘Ka-lunch’
This is Uganda

Omulungi wange sembera
Sembera wanno Wendi tubalumye
Sembera onkwateko,twekwateko
Nga tuli ffembi,nnyumilwa nnyo
Mu bulamu bwange oli kirungo,nga emmele n'omunnyo
Nze mmele,gwe mmunnyo
Nga ka-sukaali ne chai
Bali baleke,emitima ggyabwe jjajula obukyaayi
Tebakunjagaliza,bagala kukukwabula
Baleke bamale ebiseela
Nga ffe eno twennyumilwa.

©Emanzi Ian 2019.

Kulembela Ngobelele
Oli Wamanyi
Otiisa abamaanyi
Ekitangaala kyo kya'maanyi
Kilaba ne kumwoyo munda
Wagulu ne wansi w'omutima,ne munda mu byenda
Nkuuma buli lunnaku Ku calendar
Ekisa kyo ky'amaanyi, kigonza n'abasiinga okukola entiisa
Wooli,embeela enzito eggonda
Elinnya lyo lya kyitiibwa n'ettendo
Omukwano gwo gwa muwendo

Kulembela ngobelele
Ndi mu lugendo gw'avuga
Ayi taata,gw'afuga
Nnungamya,sindika ba malaika bo bannyanukule
Nyongela amaanyi,
Yongela okundaga ekisa
Biingi by'ompisizaamu ela nkwebaza
Yongela okumulisiza
Nyongela okukwebaza okunkuuma nga nzisa
Eko kye kisa

Kulembela Ngobelele.

©Emanzi Ian 2019

Music for life
Music,you are life
Music, you make me love life
Music for life
Music,you make me feel alive