Underneath the paint by Murray Shiraz

i had my heart in my throat
i gasped for breath and comfort
i racked my mind about things that i couldnt change
my nights were longer and my days were cheerless
friends,i lived like a candle in the wind
the sun had set in my eyes and it had  become too hard for me
to see
because of the things i didnt do right
but now i know
that even the very best make mistakes
and that theres never gonna be a time
when you’ll be more honest
when your convictions will be more stronger
when your motives will bve more pure that they are rigt now
which means that you should go after whatever excites you
be confident and take risks
and paint over your dads words
am sure your dads words might have ispired you
but am also certain that your story shall inspire
the next person that will live to read it
and i want you to know that you dont need somebody to write about you
you can write about your self
make your own destiny
and years from now
that person  shall  keep what you wrote long enough
to remind you of how inspiring your life is
and you’ll ask that person to paint over your story
so that they can start writting their own
because you’ll realise that the friends you had
the love you proffesd shall always be there
the urgency you felt,the truth,for better or for worse
shall always be there,right underneath the paint

Author: Dennis Ssesanga

Dennis is a public health worker with passion for poetry. He is currently one of the promoters of a spoken word platform called Open Mic Uganda that gives opportunity for poets from various walks of life to showcase their talents at monthly shows