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Dear mother...
Here I come again,

Can not give back,
...

Youth realized their eyes could talk,

Within their crushed- suppressed souls
...

It's a round table,

With two shadows,
...

I seek you,

In the eyes of infinity,
...

To break life,

Out of a million roses,
...

Shall i smile today?

It depends on you.
...

This is your poem,

It comes from my heart,
...

one country, one spirit,

one flag, one vision.
...

Rats attack cats,

Cats fight dogs,
...

The hour glass counts,

Hours, Days, Months, Years,
...

Like pan-cake, a head so round,

Like best friends, me and sorrow,
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Am feeding my mind,

On a kilogram of thoughts.
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When the cook craws,

The sleepy sun will rise,
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They are mirrors,

That reflect character,
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I smell it in my finger,

I feel it in my veins,
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I am you,

You are me.
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Like the setting sun,
So tender and peaceful,
Into my tomb ill sink,
Saying' bye'to sweet nature.
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Here's to that girl,
Who grows younger,
Day after day,
Year after year.
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She's a girl I know,
Like giraffe she's high,
A pretty face that smiles.
Because shes pretty,
Everyone wants to help.
...

With these eyes closed,
Your a smile away.
Deep within me,
I feel you breath.
...

kabagambe moses Biography

KABAGAMBE MOSES is founder and Director of THE-I'LL BE THERE FOUNDATION, a non government organization that unites ordinary citizens from all over the world who are not content to settle in this world the way it is and are willing to make a difference. currently kabagambe moses is dedicated to availing homage and education to street children and orphans in Africa.)

The Best Poem Of kabagambe moses

Dear Mother.

Dear mother...
Here I come again,

Can not give back,

All you have given me,

So I write my heart,

In modest words.



Words all I have got,

Words, never too good enough.

Mother, would I be in line,

If I said, I love you?





Tried to lean, you dribbled,

Held my hand and said

"Am to make leaning unnecessary"

Now I know, now I see why,

There few trees in the desert.



And this may hurt

But mother your biased

How could you love me

More than anyone in this world?





Mother, your weakness is,

You care too much,

Same to me your child.

So it flatters me,

To see a smile on your face.

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