I love Kabale
A town where potholes are not a strange sight.
I love Kabale
Where street lights are not functioning.
I love Kabale
Where UMEME disappears for days and there is no response from the authorities .
I love Kabale
Where tarmac road are patched up using murrum.
I love Kabale
Where animals and people compete for space on the road.
I love Kabale.
Where the sewer pipes lead to river Kiruruma.
I love Kabale
Where the markets are full of mud.
I love Kabale
Where garbage is littered along the roadsides.
I love my town.
By Anthony Kushaba