For Me To Pull Poem by RONALD K SSEKAJJA
For Me To Pull
Short verse is verse, if pink is not reverse
So tell me of the fire that lit up the desire
For am not wise but a fool
If nothing remains for me to pull
For the sun is darkening into the moon
The comely blue sky loosing it's soon
The flower by the night wither
Even when I try I still tither
Well if we loose it such
And I for Love search
Then her brown eyes by the fire lost the desire
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