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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! Your mind

There is a land in Africa whose extensively undulating hills touch heaven, bound in a nursing ritual  with the milk-white fluffy churn, Upon  Rubaga, Mmengo, Mulago, Kololo, Buddo, Namirembe  and  Kibuli  many did spy, of the glory, grandeur  and grace of boundless horizons, from  Rubaga  an emissary bore tidings on behalf of  Kabaka Muteesa , and before Queen Victoria heralded of a flint-laden land  and soon these flints were struck into sparks, whose light still shines and replaces redundancy, with an ever growing energy, thus is the nature of  Kabaka Muteesa’s  Spell, now they dare and many vie to compare what brought this splendid countenance about, those hills are but a moral touchstone to the crowned and the laborious, from which they draw their lessons, for to the hills they turned to craft and be crafted, Mmengo  mightiest of them all is adorned in shield, spear and drum, Namiryango  like other hills stocks her wares, part of a cast wh

I tell you of George, one, a General and Geologist, the other, a Governor and Grand-Counsel, the third, A Black, who by his dying breathe, with a Knee, pressed hard, on his neck, was a property, succumbing to, his Master's will, the Master, an outcome of the, Constitution, upon which the other, Georges, put, their hands, as, appendages, one, adamant, the other, a protestant, 'Constitution lean enough, saber-thin and sharp, joins all in bands,' said one, 'needs a handle and sheath, bare it is dangerous, in the wrong hands,' rebutted the other, 'slaves have rights, freedom topmost,' the protestant corrects, 'slaves are property, masters' rights topmost,' answered the other, still they remained friends, One became the President, the other a Confidant, the Black George, however, was de-humanised, objectified, disenfranchised, patented, from cradle to death, destined to, b