Geoffrey Oryema Nomad
the other day i looked at myself in the mirror
do not hide your face do not hide your face from me when i feel sad
on the day when i call you answer me please answer me and turn your shy ears towards me
no cows and no grass to graze on makes me feel i'm a nomad
i'm lost and silent in the wilderness like an owl among the ruins my wings lined with ashes alone on the roof
i feel i'm a nomad i feel i'm a nomad i feel i'm a nomad
my days go up in smoke my bones are aching my days go up in smoke my heart is breaking
good walking leaves no track behind it
do not hide your face do not hide your face from me when i feel sad...
