Make A Change

14102876_1640666822910994_5910355800660766894_o(refrain)

if you keep on
Doing what ever
You have always 
done

You will keep on
Being who ever
you have always
been

Don kong i winya loki ba
lok man kela koyo
jal kong iwinya loki ba
lok man kela koyo
kong i winya loki ba
kela koyo ya

(refrain)
Yes i know that
how it sounds like
too well i know that
what it feels like

nothing changes 
unless you can
make a change
nothing changes 
Unless you make a change

(refrain)

Don kong i winya loki ba
lok man kela koyo
jal kong iwinya loki ba
lok man kela koyo
kong i winya loki ba
kela koyo ya


Verse(spoken word)

When hope 
is the only force
sweeter than the human will

Freedom, Justice and Peace
Are but illusion
Born out of the faculties
Of the same force
made divine by 
the same people who gave you 
Your banking System, 
Your corrupt educational system
Your free will

Its important to note
that freedom is a fundamental right
a right to decency
creativity, individuality and intellectualism

Killing creativity, individuality and Intellectualism
is more like modern day slavery
that which we must fight upon.

(refrain)
Yes i know that
how it sounds like
too well i know that
what it feels like

Don kong i winya loki ba
lok man kela koyo
jal kong iwinya loki ba
lok man kela koyo
kong i winya loki ba
kela koyo ya (X4)


Notes
To play the song you will ave to set your metronome at 70 beeps per minutes, 
the codes being used are E and Am don't forget the finger picking.

 

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Trident of Hope

Begotten three scores a some
From dawn
To Dusk
My hope dwells in ignorance

The fated blow of life
Leaves a mean buffalo stranded
Begotten not made man
Fate knows no slave

Begotten not made sick
Form of corruption
Dwells. In dikes like a mad bull elephant
We hope some day, just some day

And just some day we pray
The Sun raises his fingers upon us
So that plants may speak of glorification
And hopes at three scores

Three suns will shine
Of the blew print in the sky
Of the unseen in our hearts
And of the mirror in its reflection we know in the darkness her light will shine.

    Caesar Obong 2016

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Tavern

Left home with a quest
To get my head thinking
With a sipped of poison
By brains grew bigger
My problems disappeared

Today we sipped
Tomorrow we wonder
Yesterday was a day but
With a poisonous glass
By my hand I sipped
Towards my way to insanity

A pub for a home
Sponges as friends
The blew sky is my home
But a long dark cloud hovers over me

Is there pleasure amidst sanity
A bar is home away from home
A mixologist a friend amidst friends
Please lord take this glass away from I

My prayer past heavenly gates
Am free from contamination
A short, volt, bottle, tort or so
Tears flows as utility reaches marginals

I lick the toilet sits
And protest blame
Not me but the bartender
And yet a Tavern is home a way from home
Where free advise is got.

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Contracted Faith

Shed light on thy beauty
The gates of hell
Burns in internal flames
Mockery Jealousy and Extortion
A beauty desire

Shed dripping lies on thy beauty
For truth told wins no sympathy
Burdens of hops rest on thy tongue
Demons, Saturn are but differed
Secret only known to a MARGICIAN

Truth or Lies
Angels or Demons
Good or Bad
There is no correspondence in hope
Demons turned angels by black spells
Saturn a medium

Hops of salvation crashes when the brain is a tool
Train to think for its self
The dripping flowers sweats blood
At the large galvanized gates of heavens
And black is not bad but only a father of all creations…

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IGNODOM

Every need got an ego to feed
Every mouth got an anus to ex hail
Every wrong lives us in regret
Don’t be so blinded by your bad
Walk in the lime light of truth
Eat by the door steps of light
For the stereo cries rasta
And I speak ganja

Every fool never listen to advise
Every penis walks with the burdens of a family
Every woman needs a shoulder to lean on
Yet in the presence of wisdom
A fool leans through hardship
Scratching his balls like a mentally retarded person
Wisdom is backed by experience
And mistakes is a white rose among red ones.

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How to become a better writer

How to become a better writer is a must read for every passionate writer out there burning to excellent in his or her art.

1. Read great writers. This may sound obvious, but it has to be said. This is the place to start. If you don’t read great writing, you won’t know how to do it. Everyone starts by learning from the masters, by emulating them, and then through them, you find your own voice. Read a lot. As much as possible. Pay close attention to style and mechanics in addition to content.

2. Write a lot. Try to write every day, or multiple times a day if possible. The more you write, the better you’ll get. Writing is a skill, and like any other skill, you have to practice it to get better. Write stuff for yourself, write for a blog, write for other publications. Write just to write, and have a blast doing it. It gets easier after awhile if you practice a lot.

3. Write down ideas, all the time. Keep a little notebook handy (Nabokov carried around index cards) and write down ideas for stories or articles or novels or characters. Write down snippets of conversation that you hear. Write down plot twists and visual details and fragments of song lyrics or poems that move you. Having these ideas written down helps, because they can inspire you or actually go directly into your writing. I like to keep a list of post ideas for my blog, and I continually add to it.

4. Create a writing ritual. Find a certain time of day when you can write without interruptions, and make it a routine. For me, mornings work best, but others might find lunch or evenings or midnight hours the best. Whatever works for you, make it a must-do thing every single day. Write for at least 30 minutes, but an hour is even better. If you’re a full-time writer, you’ll need to write for several hours a day, as I do. But don’t worry! It helps you get better.

5. Just write. If you’ve got blank paper or a blank screen staring at you, it can be intimidating. You might be tempted to go check your email or get a snack. Well, don’t even think about it, mister. Just start writing. Start typing away — it doesn’t matter what you write — and get the fingers moving. Once you get going, you get in the flow of things, and it gets easier. I like to start out by typing things like my name or a headline or something easy like that, and then the juices start flowing and stuff just pours out of me. But the key is to just get going.

6. Eliminate distractions. Writing does not work well with multi-tasking or background noise. It’s best done in quiet, or with some mellow music playing. Do your writing with a minimal writer like WriteRoom or DarkRoom or Writer, and do it in full-screen. Turn off email or IM notifications, turn off the phone and your cell phone, turn off the TV, and clear off your desk … you can stuff everything in a drawer for now until you have time to sort everything out later … but don’t get into sorting mode now, because it’s writing time! Clear away distractions so you can work without interruption.

7. Plan, then write. This may sound contradictory to the above “just write” tip, but it’s not really. I find it useful to do my planning or pre-writing thinking before I sit down to write. I’ll think about it during my daily run, or walk around for a bit to brainstorm, then write things down and do an outline if necessary. Then, when I’m ready, I can sit down and just crank out the text. The thinking’s already been done. For a great method for planning out a novel, see the Snowflake Method.

8. Experiment. Just because you want to emulate the great writers doesn’t mean you have to be exactly like them. Try out new things. Steal bits from other people. Experiment with your style, your voice, your mechanics, your themes. Try out new words. Invent new words. Experimentalize everything. And see what works, and toss out what doesn’t.

9. Revise. If you really crank out the text, and experiment, and just let things flow, you’ll need to go back over it. Yes, that means you. Many writers hate revising, because it seems like so much work when they’ve already done the writing. But if you want to be a good writer, you need to learn to revise. Because revision is where good writing really is. It separates the mediocre from the great. Go back over everything, looking not only for grammar and spelling mistakes, but for unnecessary words and awkward structures and confusing sentences. Aim for clarity, for strength, for freshness.

10. Be concise. This is best done during the revision process, but you need to edit every sentence and paragraph and remove everything but the essential. A short sentence is preferred over a longer one, and a clear word is preferred over two in jargonese. Compact is powerful.

11. Use powerful sentences. Aim for shorter sentences with strong verbs. Of course, not every sentence should be the same — you need variation — but try to create sentences with oomph. You might find this easier to do in the revision stage, as it might not be something you’re thinking about when you’re pumping out that first draft.

12. Get feedback. You can’t get better in a vacuum. Get someone to read over your stuff — preferably a good writer or editor. Someone who reads a lot, and can give you honest and intelligent feedback. And then listen. Really try to understand the criticism and accept it and use it to improve. Instead of being hurt, thank your editor for helping you get better.

13. Put yourself out there. At some point, you’ll need to let others read your writing. Not just the person who you’re allowing to read it, but the general public. You’ll need to publish your book or short story or poem, or write for a publication. If you’re already doing a blog, that’s good, but if no one reads it, then you need to find a bigger blog and try to submit a guest post. Putting your writing out in the public can be nerve-wracking, but it is a crucial (if painful) part of every writer’s growth. Just do it.

14. Learn to be conversational. Many people write too stiffly. I find that it’s so much better to write like you talk (without all the umms and uhhs). People relate to it better. It’s not an easy task at first, but it’s something to strive for. And that brings up another point — it’s better to break the rules of grammar in order to sound conversational (as I did in the last sentence) than to sound stilted just so you can follow the proper rules. But don’t break the rules of grammar without good reason — know that you’re doing it, and why.

15. Start and end strong. The most important parts of your writing are the beginning and end. Especially the beginning. If you don’t hook your reader in the beginning, they won’t read the rest of your writing. So when you’ve written your first draft, spend some extra time crafting a good beginning. Get them interested and wanting to know more. And when you’re done with that, write a good ending … that will leave them wanting more of your writing.

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History in Bin

How wonderful, the great grand son of Koba- Omac(PAKUBA) now lives on cheap beer for lunch and supper.

Those it make any sense that the he who once ate the top of the Palm tree now sleeps by the roadside?
Where is our Mukele li bomba?
Have we no sense respecting our once fallen heroes

Where is the church Missionary society
The white Fathers
The Mill Hill Missionaries
Where is the Verona Fathers?
Those who thought you ha, he, he, ho, hu
Where are they

Before my birth
History has it that
Saulo Musoke
Polycarp Nyamuchoncho
And Joel Hunter Wacha-Olwol
Ruled my state jointly

Hoo! What a fallen hero
We don’t remember them no more

Joel Hunter Wacha-Olwol
Was once a president of the republic of. Uganda
How comes history has forgotten him
How comes history has forgotten Saulo Musoke
Where is the name of POLYCARP Nyamuchoncho
Did they not sow good gavanence?

My heart beats of a failed nation
Where capitalism is a God
Men who once ruled with brain power
Now dwell in a hip of garbage bin
Worshiping money and wondering how fur
HOW FUR…

I too the great grand son
Of the great Omara Atala
Wipes in admirations
Of the fallen hero
For they volunteered to write a nation
But the evils ones loves no good of their glories
The catholic fathers founded civilizations from the primitives
But the capitalist founded greed and avarice of the wise ones.