Kisubi Hill
Thy grounds, Kisubi! And thy green ivy grass, a monarch once told, that here a fountain will be found. Be glad, whispering spirits! your limb, ear, eye and soul witness, She of Avilla called humility a truth no more truer than which to oneself can be, Magnificat! A spirit is only joyful in a saving Grace! by this grass Nebuchadnezzar, Solomon, Mohammed and you seek lessons, to one pride and a belligerent bearing led to a fall, to the other humility led to a profound confidence, to the third Divine prosperity and health, to you a lesson in consequences of conflict, "where two elephants fight..." O fond one, these lessons make you a catalytic innovator, unlock your wells, and let your hands stretch, gather around you all those fond minds, Nnabinoonya calls and your task; O fond one bear witness! how else fond one can there be life? for in you lies tufts whose roots, tell tales of how Earth’s foundation came about, Yes! ...