Celebrating the Love of Friends in a Loving World

Celebrating the Love of Friends in a Loving World
Red Roses for You, My Sweet Friends ... Total Love.

My Sweet Friends

My sweet friends,

We grow closer to each other;

When we interact together and share ideas;

The common faith that we share,

Binds our hearts in one accord.

For sweet friendships last a life time,

When built on mutual respect, humility and understanding;

Throughout each different season,

We find we are one in life.

Sweet friends are there through times of grief;

And times when hope is gone;

Always there with encouragement;

So we can carry on.

I thank the Lord for you,

My true and faithful friends;

To fondly speak with you, whether we agree or not,

On this, our beloved blog;

For sweet friends will stay, no matter what;

Giving support.

Together, our hearts and minds truly unite;

With the amazing love of sweet friends.

In the spirit of true friendship,

Best wishes, my sweet friends;

May the Lord bless you abundantly.

I remain, yours truly,

B.B. Bakampa.

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Tuesday, July 28, 2009

IN THE NAME OF THE PEOPLE

In the name of the people,
My managers rob me of my rights
They incarcerate me in safe houses
Which are not safe at all
To protect the people.
Which people, people I am not part of?
“It is for national security,” so I am told.
My money is borrowed without my consent
To sponsor their PhD studies and trips abroad
So that I can have better skilled managers
How lucky I am, though illiterate!
That is in addition to funding political campaigns
So that I can choose wisely in the forthcoming election.
They bribe my representatives in The House
To amend the Constitution
So that the General Manager can get another term in office;
During which term they will consolidate their achievements
And prosper me,
Despite increased taxes, unemployment, dire poverty…
Belated prosperity after this entire long.
Anyway, it is the people’s choice and voice
In whose name I am left destitute.

Bakampa Brian Baryaguma
Uganda