cold July morning
cold July morning--
dew drops on empty jerrycans
still in the line
a somnolent night
a somnolent night--
kamba beats from a night pub
soothe me to bed
*Kamba is my tribe and one of the 42 plus tribes in Kenya
a leaf swirls from a
a leaf swirls from a
moribund huneysuckle--
dry August
dry August
dry august--
water seeps into my black
jerrycan at last
water shortage
water shortage--
myriad colours of jerrycans
at the slum borehole
at the borehole
at the borehole--
a young donkey bends under
the weight of water
starless night
starless August night--
two electric blues from the
working welders
power rationing
power rationing--
kids applaud the return
of electricity
closed slum borehole
closed slum borehole--
maudlin drunkard with an
empty jerrycan
August night
August night--
a pale shadow of a man
as the moon appears
cold July morning--
dew drops on empty jerrycans
still in the line
a somnolent night
a somnolent night--
kamba beats from a night pub
soothe me to bed
*Kamba is my tribe and one of the 42 plus tribes in Kenya
a leaf swirls from a
a leaf swirls from a
moribund huneysuckle--
dry August
dry August
dry august--
water seeps into my black
jerrycan at last
water shortage
water shortage--
myriad colours of jerrycans
at the slum borehole
at the borehole
at the borehole--
a young donkey bends under
the weight of water
starless night
starless August night--
two electric blues from the
working welders
power rationing
power rationing--
kids applaud the return
of electricity
closed slum borehole
closed slum borehole--
maudlin drunkard with an
empty jerrycan
August night
August night--
a pale shadow of a man
as the moon appears
1 comment:
I really like this!
all my best,
Alan
Area 17
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