David Kato, Marches On! An Ode!
Somewhere down there, we all will one day, reach down below, to pull up another, so that in light and, fame they stay, and who will ask how, For sleeves rolled up, drum roll or not, emulate all hands to the pump, slip on your work boots, shovel and pitchfork, for along the way may be barriers or bay, David Kato is restless, a voice crying out from the depths, nagging you to get real, turn that tap on, make change felt, peace, justice and freedom, work harder you already won.