I wrote this out a couple of days ago. I’m trying to incorporate my mother-tongue Luganda into my work and hopefully soon be able to write a completely Luganda poem.
Here it is;
I hope our love stays
Through the test of time
Even in the days
When naysayers while their hours
Muttering and sneering
Ahh abo batigya
Nekyo kija kugwa
I love you with a passion
Only God could have fashioned
With such devotion, desire, fire
That if it were to be paused
(This love)
Or stopped
I would like a car at 180kph,
Abruptly hitting a wall,
Have my breath instantly cut off
My life-death
No, not even the airbag would save me
They would pat my hand
Ekyo ki guy nakirabirawo
Eyo ye Kampala, bibaawo
Ogya kufuna omulala
But that would not be true
Whatever guy I find
Would not be you
His heart wouldn’t be mine
It wouldn’t fit perfectly in my chest Where yours now nests
It wouldn’t know my vein work
How your blood courses through mine
And mine yours
How your very breath Is me breathing in and out- living
How your eyes know me
And say things
That cause my feet to tingle
Even before your lips find mine
How could anyone else
Be sunlight, moon and stars all at once?
And how could I be anyone else’s but yours?
I hope our love stays
Even to the end of days
When the sun leaves sky
And the moon is banished
I hope our love stays
THE END
What do you guys think?
YouarebeingLoved 