GEORGE THE TIRED POET

  📷 istock Photos. (Why Men Cry) I cried for love, For the women who broke my heart Because I failed to keep them happy.  I cried for my mother, For giving me birth, I cried for my aunt,  For showing me life, A life you live when you lose a loved one. Aunt Rest In Eternal Freedom.  I cried for Poets, Poets who can't write about change. I cried for Slam poets, Poets who write poems to create change. I cried for other poets, Poets who write poems that choke them. I cried for my Future Wife, Because she will birth me children,  Children who will suffer paying debts they didn't eat their money. I cried for my unborn children,  Because their mother  Will birth them without a warning of how hard Uganda is. I cried for Ugandans, Ugandans in Uganda and Those in Abu Dhabi,  China, Russia and South Africa.  I cried for Ugandans, Ugandans in debt, Ugandans who are living but dead, Dead because they can't afford a meal. I cried for students,...