Don't Want To Say Goodbye

by Dennis Brad Kunguru
(Nairobi, Kenya)

I remember the lot we shared
The knowledge,
The laughter,
The teargas,
The political brutality we had to grow through,
Enshrined in a crumbling nation!
You stood closer to me
Like a friend,
Like a brother,
Like a sister, until this time that I’m forced to say goodbye.
I’ll never forget you,
Never forget the things you helped me through.
You were always there
when I needed you, you gave me a shoulder to lean on
But now I’ve to say goodbye.
Sweet memories bring tears to my eyes
now that I’ve to say goodbye.
I hope that you remember me
through the days and realize how, in many ways, you touched my heart.
You saw me through it all comforting me every time I fell.
If I could say one word
That word wouldn't be to say goodbye.
You helped me to really see what I couldn't,
helped me to fit in a culture so different.
Saying goodbye makes my heart fall apart
because you have always been in my heart
and now I feel bad to depart.
I remember the day I first stepped into this country
it was so strange and so scary.
Never thought I would find a friend like you,
And now that I am ready to depart,
I know I’ve a friend in you.
Goodbye my friend, goodbye Uganda,
May we live to meet again.