Plainly speaking

Sunrise Tales from Uganda

Walking with the rising morning sun,
Along these Kampala streets,
Bright, warm and beautiful,
My mind leaves me,
It travels through my soul and thoughts.



I can no longer feel myself alive,
But still,
I walk on, slowly travelling,
Unknowingly counting the steps,
400 to be precise.


But why does this happen to me,
Why does my soul leave me,
Why does this mind travel,
Then it hits me,
Mine is a temple of the Lord.


Photo Credit. Ninno Jack Jnr



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  1. mrlumeh

    April 3, 2015 at 10:25 pm


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