Parliament's Corruption

In Uganda's halls of power and might,

A corrupt crew takes flight.

With pockets fat and hearts of stone,

They line their own, leave the people alone.

They swagger in their MP robes so fine,

Accused of looting, but silence divine.

Billions stolen, diverted with ease,

Taxpayers' money, a personal tease.

The people cry, demand justice true,

But leaders turn deaf, what to do?

Impunity reigns, corruption thrives,

Uganda's future, a bleak drive.

Nude protests rise, a bold statement made,

Against corruption, young hearts not swayed.

Arrested, silenced, but the message clear,

Uganda's parliament, wipe away the tear.

Change is needed, a new dawn's light,

To oust corruption, bring back what's right.

But till then, the nation will sigh,

As corruption reigns, and hope says goodbye.

A Song of Praise

In humble adoration, we gather round,

To worship the Savior, our hearts profound.

With every breath, we'll sing Your praise,

Jesus, our Redeemer, in Heaven's gaze.

Your love, a flame that guides us through,

A beacon in darkness, shining true.

Your grace, a gift that we can't repay,

A treasure to cherish every single day.

With uplifted hands and hearts aflame,

We'll worship You, Jesus, Your Holy Name.

In Your Presence, we find our peace,

Our souls revived, our spirits release.

You are our Rock, our Savior and Friend,

Our hearts belong to You, till the very end.

We'll follow You, through joy and strife,

Jesus, our Lord, our worship, our life.

Musings

As I drove to work this morning

The sun was rising from its rest

It yawned and stretched

Illuminating the eastern sky

Ready for its day long journey from east to west.

As I drive home this evening

The sun is weary

Setting down fast

Eager to retire for a well deserved rest

Closing its eyes

And giving way to darkness to reign

The cold creeps out of its hiding

Chill envelopes the air

But it will only be for a moment

As tomorrow morning

As I drive to work

The sun will rise again

And chase away the darkness and the chill.

Night

I lie on my back

Staring into the impenetrable darkness

The stillness of the night

Enveloped by the peace of silence

Only broken by the distant chirp of a cricket

A bark of a stray dog

Momentarily interrupts 

My thoughts

But the stubbornness of my thoughts are not deflected.

As I stare into the nothingness of the darkness

You keep detaining my thoughts

I wonder what you are presently doing

I wonder if I can hold your hand from a distance

I wonder how in cruel world

You maintain your smile and laughter.

As my thoughts drill deeper

I can only say

You are God's beautiful creation

Selah

The You

I lay in bed last night,

With a silly grin on my face,

Missing you and smiling at the last laugh we had.

As I faded off to sleep I couldn't wait to wake,

Be ause I knew I would find a love surprise from you.

Your gentle heart and your warm voice,

Have become my latest indulgence,

As I wander through your beautiful mind,

Holding your hand, as you weave your tales of your loves and losses.

I love the you I have heard about.... I love the you I imagined you would be....

But most of all,

I love the you that is here, now

Last Night

Last night

Sleep deluded me

I tossed and turned

I threw in the towel

I accepted that sleep would not be my nocturnal companion

I stepped out into my balcony

What a beautiful night it was.

The moon was in its full splendour

Mars was suspended

Just beneath the moon

Jupiter dominated the middle sky

What a beautiful universe.

I then thought  of you

I admired your beauty

I thought of our friendship

What a beauty it is.

I dosed off only to be awakened by the cold biting wind.

What a beautiful night it was

Hoppo Cee.

This Time

I know I am leaving,

But I feel I haven't been here in a long time...

Just last week you tweaked things up a bit

Like you always do

Just when I am resolved

And my my silly heart began to hope ...

And then this morning it was there .. 

That restless look in your eyes ...

Here we go again...

On your merry go round...

It's getting clearer,

This thing I must do

Because this side of forty

Makes me fond of choices

Leaves me with less foibles

And one day soon

You will not keep me up again