Clouds are racing above Kampala
Sunrise peeps from the head of its hilly protrusions.
Suddenly, rapid gun fire exchange invades our atmosphere
Heavy feet scamper to find footing on our broken roads
“Hooligans are demanding for #change!” They say.
Arrows of rain armed with hail stones join in the human pelting
But you Rain,
Where were you, when military cannons sprayed us pink with teargas?
Parliamentary Thunder strikes the 1995 constitution.
The streets are flooded with constitutional amendments to #Agelimit.
The rains keep coming and going over Kampala.
So has the Constitution of Uganda.
Link to the Italian version