Whenever I meet her at night,
She tells me she is from a fellowship...
*This is a poem that I wrote in my journal last...
I want to...
I have never beaten a female,
90s Movies taught me that...
Her hands are strong.
Hospitality is her forte...
I can talk to her for two hours,
Without getting bored for even two seconds...
I love my birthplace!
Jinja Town made me who I am for 11 years...
“Can I call for assistance yet?”
The irritation in my voice would have been clear...
I am your shield,
against the world...
The night we met
I was just an empty shell, of a man...
I love you.
Those three words didn't mean a thing...
The difference between you and I
is that you fit in everywhere...
Asking this question, I should not
To the person that I knew I hurt a lot...