POLITICS OF DISGRACE

We offer ourselves to serve
Only to be stopped in our tracks
By the maraudering fishy hands of the Mafisi
In the top corridors of power
Woe unto him that corrupts the system!
To the chagrin of a dedicated Makererean
Whose promises and dreams fade and fall
like dead leaves
Whose bitterness of the heart turns into rage
And despair is the price he pays for setting himself impossible aims.

They seek our blood like vampires
And wash us with spittle when we ask for water
They berate us with the same old and abhorring
"Makerere has no money" rhetoric
Like a man who offers his child stone
When he asks for bread.
What is the position of a student leader in Makerere politics?
Is he a grain of sand in a sandstorm or a brick in the pillars of this great institution
Is he still an agent of change in this jungle of thievery, gluttonery and blood suckery.
These men and women hidden behind the beauractic walls of the ivory tower like lepers,
Thy iniquity too grave a shame to show face
Like the biblical harlot

Why don't we ever get what we deserve
Are we the cursed generation that pays for the sins of its forefathers?
Is there any one to answer for the snail paced developments that have chocked Makerere
And left it gasping for air like exhaust pipes of a motor vehicle churning for fuel
Why are we told to settle for less
Do our 'benefactors' think that too much will make us become like spoilt kids?
Oh how thoughtful of you!
Thy parental sentiment is grossly misguided
You who have made it your place to undermine
The student body.
Woe unto you men and women who appropriate for thy self hard earned tax payers money
 And pave our roads with your Mitsubishi cars and v8's
To you God's anger is abounding
You have made this university a kakistocracy
And have defiled its legendary status
That sent shockwaves on this continent.
Once coined "The bastion of Academic excellence" and "Harvard of Africa"
Woe unto you!!!
For thy iniquity is great and mighty indeed!