Her worship Gladdys Kamasanyu stung by venomous Stella Nyanzi after her ugly ordeal
By Drone Reporter
The venomous poetess Stella Nyanzi has penned down a stinging poet expressing her joy about the beating/clobbering of Her Worship Gladdy’s Kamasanyu. Nyanzi, as usual has represented many inmates who have had bad times before Magistrate Gladdys Kamasanyu. Interestingly, Nyanzi concluded saying, she is very overjoyed about the beating.
Well, The Drone Media is reproducing the well articulated poem:
POEM FOR A BRUTALISED MAGISTRATE!
Aaaaaah Gladys Kamasanyu, I was glad
When I heard the sad news of your attack.
You see Magistrate of mine, I was not sad
When I heard of your clobbering and bad luck.
I danced a celebratory dance of the mad,
The immoral woman in me gave not a fuck!
I am that girl whose poem you judged hard
And imprisoned me for 18 months: back-to-back.
I am that writer whose poem you deemed bad
And you flicked out my lights; making me dark.
I am the woman who miscarried on your watch
Yet you declared I looked like one without lack.
I am thousands of innocent suspects on your pad,
Sentenced unjustly to make you a buck…
I am millions of tired oppressed Ugandans
Who thirst for liberation from your unjust pack!
Aaaaaah Gladys Kamasanyu, what a nerd!
I praise God’s vengeance meted on your back!
Aaaah Your Worship, I am dancing like I’m mad
I won’t tell lies; I’m overjoyed at your bad luck!
Now, Nyanzi asks, “the question is: Who are the motorbike-assassins targeting Ugandans in power in broad daylight? Who are the motorbike-assassins aiming and missing, these days? Who are these motorbike-assassins shooting to wound instead of shooting to kill? Who are these motorbike-assassins that repeatedly cause me to break out into poems flowing thick and hard?
“If you want to charge, try, convict and sentence me (once again) for this heartfelt poem, come and find me in Bavaria where poets are protected from lawless dictatorial regimes!!! I write what I want…” writes Nyanzi