EBOLA

Moves faster than cholera,
Just like hezbolla,
In the indigenous, Ekikompola.
Spreading faster,
Like a bullet released from a bastolla.
As per now avoid hugs,
For the victims have no lables or tags,
Those in a matatu,
Avoid rubbing shoulders,
As this can cross boarders
Neither should you wait for the president's orders,
No should you exchange fluids,
Let's say in soda,
Or shake hands with your stage driver,
Who owns a bodaboda,
For you might date Ebola.
This is stronger than your premolar,
So teweemoola.
And in case you wanna fight it,
Why not teweenyooma kuba ossobola.

EBOLA,

SLANG-UAGE

So she posed a question,
Inside Namussisi.
I meant the Pioneer bus,
Heading to a poetry session
Mpozi how much?
My neighbor replied,
Like Ebitaano.
Like what?She asks again.
Five hunad.
My neighbor answers.
As Namussisi rolls,
She wants to come out.
I am pulling ova,
She says to the conductor.
Namussisi continues .....
Mumaso aawo....
She shouts at the conductor.
I hate you dude.
She says to the conductor.
Eno Namussisi Ssi Dudu.
Omanyide kukuuta nfudu?
Replys the conductor.

SELF DISCOVERY

Holding your breath,
Trying not to breathe,
Faster your heart is pounding,
Connecting your psyche to your soma,
We move to that spiritual place,
As we have our souls roam in space,
YOGA in progress.
It's meditation time,
It's time to think or ponder,
Full concentration,
So as not to wonder.

Now we were all born with abilities,
To talk, play, eat, and walk,
All easily noticed.
But with our talents,
It's all about self discovery,
As we were all blessed.

UGANDA Vs 50

Now this has become a song,
Or a very powerful gong,
Just like the pronunciation,
Of names such as Godi and Odong.
since each and every Ugandan has similar lines,
UGANDA AT FIFTY.
Where was all this when she turned Forty?
And what will she be like when she doubles the now famous figure 50?
As every one prepares for 9th of October,
Few have taken time to have reflections.
With every action in line with the famous figure,
Even when an iron bar hit-man ambushes someone,
He has three words to say as he damages one's lobes,
Uganda At Fifty.
Uganda Vs 50,
The result is JUBILEE.

Written by;
Slim Emcee (UG) the poet