The Machine

I used a dynamite to light up a bush
I’m the fire trekking these bushes.

With the energy of ten falling stars,
Still an under dog in the prose game!
Ready or not, I’m here to burnout in this vegetation.

I’m just another student overpower by the operations of the machine.
I play catch up everyday!

Praying to God every morning, asking for a blessing and the strength of a thousand suns.

I come to this magnificent house of worship because my conscious leaves me no other choice – MLKJ

I’m with wisdom but strength to fight on!

Holding to the little memories, Freedom is gone!


Aliens to the emotions that ounce made us humane


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Eric Zachary Mugisha ©
eric_of_1691 ©

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