RKS (13th AUG 1986 / KAMPALA UGANDA)

So Unfair

It all began with the stars
And the sparkling ficklesness
The bightness in the tenderness
Delivered not by them, so careless

The monument dusted
The hearts pasted
Its such true
That our minds can't construe

Its so unfair
That such ecstasy, we don't share
Our hearts will then tear
With the growing fear

That the bliss is for our leaders
Yet it is we in clamour; us, their ladders

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