Hackneyed Signal Poem by RONALD K SSEKAJJA

It has been my hallo
For I have been pushed in a narrow hall
And this year with its fret hail
Did welcome me with this haggle
And its true, I've lived in a struggle
And so I've been tied in a scuffle
While the hackneyed signal has held up the ruffle
Yet for this I've remained hale
Held out my hardihood in a tale
And the handy harrow stood in my tomorrow
Yet for it, I held my sorrow
For what will I do when one day they swallow
So I will sit and remain harequin
Dreaming that one day, you will read my pain