Why We Sing

​We sing:

WeeehWeeeh

 

because we are

encouraging fellowship,

EhMaaakerereOoye

because it’s the most prestigious

institution in our area of citizenship,

EhWinningOoye

 

because victory motivates us to

traverse as gallants,

EhStudyingOoye

because we seek

to be knowledgeable as elites,

EhCowardiceZeee

because we demand answers from

untouchable, fat-bellied policymakers.
We won’t sit

with lips locked in our mouths,

as extortionist lecturers

rape students;

undermining the decree.

We won’t sit

in lecture rooms last renovated

before Obote

attained his Bachelor’s degree.
We shall sing

as long as staff,

don’t want to provide services

our weak financial muscles pay for.

We shall sing

as long as finalists,

wait for centuries

to receive the marks they worked for.
We sing

because the same people that you respect,

invented these songs.

We sing

because we don’t understand,

why our peaceful demonstrations

are handled by people

meant to arrest big-headed generals.
So Afande,

as you stick that teargas canister

into my mouth,

Let my tears remind you,

of the sinister minister

who disgraced your worth.

As you shoot my chest

countless times,

Let this blood

gushing through my red gown remind you,

That the person that sent you

was once dressed in such a gown,

demanding these ludicrous policies to shut down!