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The Intruder


He's in the house of my heart And he's not paying rent I hate that he is stealing my attention And stealing my possession Yet I feel like he don't deserve the succession No no he can't be heir to my heart I can't die of him yet Can't let him take over my state I don't know if he's the right ruler of it So am holding back my vote But like a reflex my hand stretches to give him a tick And putting my whole being at stake His manifesto is so enticing Every citizen within my state is screaming in support at his words And screaming for joy when he comes up stage to debate Stretching out their hands to touch him He has charmed them and much as I've been the it ruler of my state Someone is winning me at a high rate And I hate to admit it I'm falling deep for this that I don't want to fall for And this calls for war I never accept defeat So I won't retreat
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Kerenhappuch

I love music. And I love writing poems...i love everything about expression through pen and paper, rhythm and rhyme. It's just my life.i believe it can change the world...writing the unseen, unspoken, the unheard. Am a student of law at Kampala International university in UGANDA..am Ugandan Am a Christian too.

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