17 th January 1982 From the church
At Katiiti Church in Kalasa sub-county in Luwero District.
These people were pulled from the church and murdered, they had gone to play to their
god. The people who killed them come form Semuto . The names are as follows;-
Mr. Temoteo Ssembiro
Mr. Samwiri Kasule
Mr. Nasanaeri Kipanda
Mr. Wison Kizito
Mr. Dimoka Ssemanda.
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Take time to say a little word for their; parents, spouses, children, friends,
brothers and sisters and all those who never lived to enjoy their worth, warmth,
love, tribulations.
Among them you probably rest
You the ignorant peasant
of the hanging bungalows in your ignorance are the foundations,
four wheel drive, URA, Wembley -
never wore no medals of Generals, Damu,
they are the unknown at Kololo
You lived not to lament your demise
Temoteo, Samwiri, Nasenaeri, Wilsion, Dimoka -
In loneliness I remember you, we miss you so,
lived to see our beloved Luwero turning into despicable misery
hopelessness, despair, worthlessness
jungles in your home court yards.
Hope dashed, beloved children into orphans ,
Farmers of the grey brown cotton soil in Luwero
into City thieves murder in Wembley in appeasement of the Lord Lucifer.
You were there, we registered no death,
You were there, we registered not in robbery,
You were there we, registered not a premeditated murder,
You were there, we registered not a house break in.
You were there we sung , we married,
danced in an endless jubilation of life. On Totoo, on wooden drum we danced ourselves
innocently silly- we modernised we the wretched
You humble citizen, in coffee and cotton you lived your lives.
Your a no danger to society?
We loved you, we enjoyed you presence
>From your gods they murdered you body but not your soul, in it we live, you so
>wronged
in fragrance the revolutionary would live
In your blood - the death of the body, is our loose , so great a burden to carry
Luwero a ghost of from your past glory , in URA now they enjoy the god Lucifer in
what belong Not to thee
we say these little words that your children, parents, spouses, children , brothers
and sisters and all those who never lived to enjoyed your worth, warmth, love,
tribulations
that in you my one day stand besides god Lucifer at Kololo and decorate your medals of
Damu
which you need not for in your blood they walk on pavements of gold- your blood.
My Heroes
Temoteo Ssembiro, Samwiri Kasule , Nasanaeri Kipanda, Wison Kizito, Dimoka Ssemanda.
Rest in peace
Bwanika.
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bwanika
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