2 Poems by Bernard Gabriel Okurut

A bird in exile   Here I am lonely bird, Flying from tree to tree With no place to call my own. Here I am lonely star shining on A moonless night.   Here I am-dead river, Flowing without end Carrying nothing but dead remains! Hear I stand,  Hopelessly in the middle of nowhere. AmContinue reading “2 Poems by Bernard Gabriel Okurut”