WHY ME

Something that I don't understand

I keep on asking myself day by day 

If my Education success was in vain

No job opportunities

If my writing career was a sin 

Just used without rewards

If my friendship was real 

Betrayed from day one

But I keep asking myself questions

If am just a genius or am not blessed

Performing jobs out of my professional

Working out restless out of my prospects

Really should I ask myself the more 

People think I image my writings

What hardens my feelings it's a pity no one Will ever find out the truth

No one will ever appreciate either day- thank you or liberate

Am suffering a mind confusion of my academic triumph

Were my degree was hard to achieve and hard to earn from it 

Born an African 

Is it a crime, victimized of my patriotism self accusations of my own failures

Success has not been my friend, even when I cried out for it 

Victory denied me earning opportunities

When I graduated, it' was like my last association with success

Yet I was a good person, I was a good understanding friend

But triumph pushed me aside when new friends came in 

Am an old friend to verse failure, but why should I care 

I will break the ribs and the backbones of evil to triumph

Why should I get worried, when light comes my way I will not stop

And I swear I will be unstoppable

The incredible me in a year to come 

Today I cry tears of my parents investment in my education in disguise of no personal achievement

Their energy was spent in my dreams and the ambitious lifetime of mine 

But things are not like the way we planned them to be 

When success stops calling me an enemy

I will learn to live like the normal people do 

When victory is a friend again, I will run away from the unprofessional jobs of a shame of by reputation to my degree sweat of my dreams 

But I have no problem at all, I have never fought back

I have never abused back, even when they laughed at me, I didn't

It's me alone who knows how life is squeezing me 

I Know how hard things are driving me crazy

But I believe one day, one day, it will be just tomorrow

Everything that turned against me and turned round will come round in support of my careers

I believe one time I will get a job of my profession 

I believe one time I will ever benefit from my writing career

I believe one time I will go for a Masters degree in my favorite university

I believe one time I will make my mum and dad proud of me 

I believe one time I will prove all people who laugh at me wrong

I will not take a revenge, trust me 

I will never fight back, believe in me

I will not abominate anyone, just watch me 

Ssekyanzi A Destiny

UGANDA