Nations -9

17/6/2018

Today i felt movements while i sat at my desk. I surely have been worried about this because friends said by now i should be feeling some stretches. Truth is i still dont know if what i felt are movements or gas, i just haven yet learnt how to well distinguish every thing i feel but moving on….am excited. Yesterday i did introduce you to music, dont worry i will make sure everyday u have a musical session however am afraid to say it will only be gospel especially worship. (i know u know why)

Well, i cant wait to learn how to distinguish…Google said, first time it takes a while but dont worry about google…i am attentive.

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WRITING

Sipping my tea at a cafe
I saw them,

holding hands and laughing as they sipped on their smoothies
i felt them,

warm and watery. The tears ran on my rounded cheeks onto my cup.

I sniffed.
You were the poison

And yet I kept drinking from your cup.

I could have broken under the weight of my past,

trying to rectify and please
maybe question and sulk.

I don’t even know why i kept coming back but i guess it was revision not to repeat the same mistake twice.

Your mess was a qualification for my love.
I let my love pull down the strongholds of those memories and silence the accusing voices and i loved HIM

gave him my heart like it hadn’t been hurt before
gave him my soul like it was a lollipop,
i let him take total control
i wasn’t worried about another mess,
it was only one heart and i was positive it would heal
yet still, i had high hopes in HIM
since then, its been handled like a fine piece of glass,

an accolade
and i am at rest

Nations 8

12/5/18

I would like that you know the things I love. Life should never be as complicated as the world paints it.

Today I will tell you about my grandma. Your great grandma at that. She is late and maybe I didn’t realize how much I had grown so attached to her until she took her last breath. I love very many people with time you will know.

Mukya, I called her. We shared many things. When I went to the village my grandpa (lord bless his soul) would leave his bed for us. I did love him but maybe God took him before I got to understand him or spend so much time with him. I didn’t frequent the village because the environment change didn’t favor my health a lot and I am my dad’s little wallet. Well, when mukya came to Kampala, we shared a bedroom. Our mornings began with a sleepy long prayer that would wake you if you hoped to continue after and they ended with a prayer that got you dosing but made sure the Amen was heard. Our days were full of hymns in Runyankole. She spoke English only she and I understood. We sang rock of ages till the words stung deep, called Yesu until he said here I am, complained of pain and naked women in music videos, questioned why almost every tv soap had crying women but most of the day we were thankful. Oh yes, we were very thankful that I forgot how to ask God for certain things and be thankful for every small thing because every day was a blessing. We talked about boys and makeup and made jokes about ministers wives because she was one. Oh, she hated lazy everything with her whole life. She liked to work that even in pain she grabbed a hoe. I don’t know how to dig but I promise to pass on everything I learned. (God as my strength)

Am not perfect. Everyday I will fall short even as your mom. But I promise to be on your Team always.

Nations-7

today, we heard your heartbeat while doing the genetic scan and we laughed at how loud it was. Your father said you would be a noisy child and we laughed about it. we missed recording it (your father was too taken up). But he managed to do some recordings of your movements.

you are healthy and i have put on 6kgs this month alone. I am enjoying the journey. Slowly but surely and everyday i say Thank you to God because he has made us Glad!

28/04/2018

Nations-6

Omanyi Katonda asobola Okukyusa eriinya lyo n’ovamu eggwanga Ddamba?

And I will make you a great nation, And I will bless you, And make your name great; And so you shall be a blessing; 3And I will bless those who bless you, And the one who curses you I will curse. And in you all the families of the earth will be blessed.”…

I think i somehow mentioned i dont remember how i concluded at calling you a “Nations”, well, i got it. this was it. Genesis 12:2-4:

I dont Know if i told you about how Dr John laughed at me when i told him i didnt know how to be pregnant or even how to do this thing. But then i neither dont know how i breath, so i answered myself when i went home. God will teach me. this is it.

8/04/2018

Nations 5

Dear nations

So your dad tested me the other day and said he had just told someone you that he has a daughter (we don’t even know your sex) and that daughter is called Generations but we cut the name to Genny…… I was like how cool…..Well, waaay before u came into plan i wrote down somewhere that i would have 2 of you and one would be nations another generation. Honestly, i know something got me to this place and it was a sermon that i dont recall and how i concluded but yes.. i was excited. So i told him, you can be anything all names can be yours.

Besides that, if I told my mother, your jaja that i eat sweet potatoes..hmm she would laugh for years. I never ate these things growing up. Not sure what they even did to me but trust me right now, give me sweet potatoes with anything even just tea and i will be happy, hand me a cup of milk(which i never drunk) and bread and that’s life or just get me pancake scent from that woman in ntinda at the stage and am very satisfied. When i forget you are in their. (trust me the ride so far has been too smooth i ive life as usual) and those few moments come, Am home.

Remind me to tell You about Auntie Julian, how she suffered with finding me raw mangoes and guavas and orange when the nausea got too intense.

Nations-4

31-3-18

In all I have done, I must have done something right to deserve the kind of favor and love I have. To deserve Papa…. He has been amazing from day one. Kept his promises and till this day, I haven’t shed a tear or got sad. He vowed to keep me happy and he has delivered. I can’t wait T have you two meet.

Did I say that the smile on his face at our first ultra sound almost got me tearing…..we did it on his birthday and God! I can’t wait to share this love with you. If u ain’t ready to be loved, warm up because what he is doing now is sample loving on you. My mum in law warned me, I thought it was a joke she told me I would be loved to suffocation and well, am glad I still breath.

Granny? We haven’t told her yet but I just can’t wait to see her smile that day

I WAS CRUCIFIED

I was crucified…
yes, down on my bed
with ropes of love
and thorns of passion
I was tied down
my body teased till I burnt with so much passion
that my juices couldn’t stop to flow
the only crime was horn
a horn only nature can define
I said i was burning and instead of putting the fire out,
firewood was placed and petrol was sprinkled.
the thieves at my chest saluted in mockery as a petal brushed over them
the river in between my legs lawwd
its turning into a waterfall
one I am not able to control and yet,
his tongue still teases my clit

I am crucified, for a crime I am not guilty
but for a pleasure I love
I wanna keep going
but my breath is giving way
I am whizzing in between my moans
his hands choking me at every thrust
I clench my fists,
I tilt my head
but there’s no room for body movement
my body is speaking a different kinda language today,
my voice is playing a unique note
because this new strummer is a specialist

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Nations-3

Dear nations

As long as mummy has air(never take it for granted so when pride kicks in, remember who lendest you breath)

I was saying, as long as mummy has breath, hold unto these hands mahogany…i however can’t wait to tell you about whose hands hold us all.

I won’t promise to stop the storm for you, but will always try protect your eyes from the dust( for your eyes are far more precious than diamonds) and be your wind breaker

Always keep the stars in your eyes and dreams in your heart. Jeremiah was sent to prophecy to nations….you are Nations

28/3/2018

caves of her vagina

gifted between her thighs
it’s what she has been limited to
the go to girl when the horn needs to be blown
or when he has had a fight with his madam
the caves of her vagina have nothing different from his madam but,
the way she wiggles her waist at his every thrust,
the way she teases his manhood,
the art on her body and maybe,
the fact that he can draw her curves with his finger
and all her juices flow down like river Nile and pour down like a rainfall
his excitement is just a wet bed and the hide and seek they keep playing with their bodies
he forgets his madam was once that girl
he curves have been redefined by the babies he keeps depositing
and probably hasn’t had single rest because he also turns into another baby around her,
she has forgotten to take care of herself even when she desires to
simply because he hasn’t extended a hand or support
or she ever gets lately is criticism as he showers the other with roses

what does she know?
her body will also soon wear out.