Nothing To Smile About
📷 Cool Simon Photography.
Model: George The Tired Poet
(My Liberation Verses).
Rest In Peace Papa,
I am sorry I messed up,
But I have come here
To tell you a story.
Yesterday, a whiteman came my way.
He said he was from Norway.
He asked me dozens of Stupid Questions,
Because he found me sad,
He said, "Why is every Ugandan wearing a long face?".
I told him, "there is nothing to smile about.
Come and take a walk with me".
Stupid as he was, he came and I took him everywhere.
I took him to the streets, showed him the 'street kids'
As the world calls them.
I asked him, "Is there any thing to smile about?".
He said, No.
I took him to the hospital,
Showed him every unit,
I again asked him, "Is there any thing to smile about?"
He said, "No".
I took him around the roads,
And asked him, "Is there anything to smile about?"
The fool said No.
Daddy, I am sorry.
I took him home.
I showed him Mom and my little siblings.
I told him, "Look at those orphans and widow, their father and husband was killed.
He was killed trying to save everything I have showed.
From the street kids to the widows. Is there anything to smile about?"
He cried.
I told him, "We are not done yet",
And I brought him here,
Dad I am sorry, I failed you.
I showed him your grave and told him, you are my father.
I told him, "Sometimes when you find us wearing long faces, mind your touring and go back to your country".
He cried like a baby and left me here.
I am sorry Daddy,
Today I saw him at home,
He brought food and told Mom,
He has saved all the kids on the streets.
I know it was my role to save them.
I am sorry I have failed you.
© George William Ochago.
@George The Tired Poet.
First Recited On Stage Offhead In 2021.
Written In 2023.
(Uganda)
#poeticsundays.
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