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African Wise Man
We walked together
with many smiles on those dusty Kenyan roads.
You taught me how to see
through your African face. We laughed. We wept.
I was a young, 28-year-old, hot-headed foreigner,
but you patiently led me by the hand
and showed me your home, taught me your language and customs.
You were my multilingual interpreter.
You were wise, and I, often, foolish.
So many times, I tested ...
Tuesday 2nd February 2021 8:55 am
Work/Life
A Loan Man stands
Alone
Awkwardly in a conference room
Through corrugated glass slats
Cracks reveal stacks
of printer paper, standard size
Promising- so bright and white
And towering
Taller than he
Behind which he hides.
Sighs.
Closes his eyes.
Hand to forehead
Elbow to stack
A prayer recited: "Is it five o'clock yet?"
"Somewhere", he thinks
And ther...
Thursday 9th June 2016 9:56 pm
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