The Grasshopper is an emblem,
For the Maracha Clan of Lugbara...
They are black and brown on the outside,
But white on the inside...
The master of the donkey sang melodiously;
while sitting in the field...
Every trees at that place were uprooted;
all costly fruits gone as ash...
A house will be a home when there is no:
Incompleteness...
There is no subject under the Sun,
That cannot be discussed in 100 words...
Mum I love my dinner thanks so much for my pasta
But if you made it shorter then I could eat it...
It rains.
I ran to the river...
Beating wings by mosquitoes is nice;
nice to hear,like a music...
Where can one find Lugbara Art?
I guess at MOLA...
I fell in love with this countryside,
I call it the Sweetest Place on Earth...
In this place,
Everything is programmed to be perfect...