الاثنين، 9 يونيو 2014
29/10/1997
Drunk with sweet memories,
as I drove daily home.
Clearly aware of your image.
of your image, I was clearly aware.
Thinking of you all the time,
your face zooming in,
smiling,
at my unfounded worries,
“You take care,( me) darling
Drink an’ drive’s still a crime”
**
My thoughts were taking a
flight
to the Buganda land
where we strode in moonlight
had the rein by the hand
it wasn’t playing with words
your songs were live and
rhyme.
Your image zooms in, smiling,
“Take care, (me) darling,
Drink an’ Drive could be a
crime.”
**
Drinking the night
driving the day
laughing, crying
galloping, flying
eat an’ play.
Kindling the glare
sparkling the light,
thinking of you all the time
as your image zooms in smiling
“Just take care, (me)
darling,
Drink & drive is hardly a
crime.”
**