DEAR GIRLS BY ASIIMWE SAM RUHINDI
We are really blessed to
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| you always make our days |
Have you by our side
But I need to ask you a favor, warning
It’s about the words you call boys
Yes sometimes you might be
Kidding but sometimes kidding
Turns into reality.
Dear girls
Every boy is not
A creepy manhore
Player or womanizer
And many more you know them
Just like how back
In my junior & high school days
In my sweet teenage hood
Girls used to call boys
I know we are not perfect
Sometimes we might not mean our words
But we are not born that way
We are born to be brave and loving
Responsible and caring
Do you remember your first love
During your teenage hood
The promises you made and
How you broke them just
In a blink of an eye?
Because your eyes fell
For that nice guy you
Then called mr perfect and
Later dumped you
Harya ngo abumwe agatukisha bose
Am so mad at this saying like real mad
My Goodness he is one in a million
Not a million in one
Please have sense of understanding
Do you remember the guy you had
Turned into your ATM machine
Every time you needed money he was always
ready
And just because one day he
Failed to control his feelings and
Reached down your pants makes you
Shout out to the world
Dear girls I want to ask you
A favor to help you small sisters
And your future daughters not
To call boys players..creepy because they
aren’t.
