Poem: Cry Uganda for your love is gone
What a privilege it is. Oh stupid Uganda what shall we do for you.
Oh stupid Uganda, how stupid are you to allow your people to be robbed of their dignity.
Oh stupid Uganda, you are a laughing stock. Even your very own you gave birth to insult you and forget that you are their mother Hen.
Oh Uganda we grieve as though you are dead. But you have not lost hope in us. For you know that there shall come a time when all will be alright.
Your name shall be vindicated and the thieves shall be brought to justice and justice shall prevail like as if it never happened.
Then shall the sons and daughters who despised you shall all be ashamed of themselves. They will come back dead or a life to meet you.
You will always be there we trust you Uganda.