A CALL TO THE PRESIDENT
Tell him that some have refused
That they are democratically confused
Why you can't instead tax their breath
As a perfect gift for their Wreath
It would also curtail lugambo
Yes it's a it would a gamble
But they would talk no more
Because a kawukumi is normal
They say.
.
Get to the President
I have News from his resident
Who has turned into a squatter
Nolonger with land she can call her own
Will Whatsapp, facebook and Instagram Tax ressurect her hope?
Wait, Is vision 2040 for all ?
At least not Umeme Yaka Subscribers.
How about education for all ?
Is Nodding still a disease or a syndrome?
Any way Uganda zabu
.
Have you seen him?
Tell him a tax payer still buys a police letter
He finds health consultations expensive
Politics here politics there
What happened to the ten point program?
Have you heard about NSSF?
That its benefits are got after a long cue for decades
With years of saving religiously for the nation
And for the women you empowered and emanicipated,
Did they understand it?
That will be for another season.
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.