In my African childhood
Today, I was inspired by Rick with his piece 'Old Time Religion'.
In my African childhood.
We lived next door to a ‘church’,
could hear their fervent chest-beating,
shouting at all times of the day and night.
So could our prize-winning show-dog.
A Beagle barking continuously
can be annoying... but not enough
to warrant throwing an axe
hitting and chopping off her leg.
Her Agricultural show career ended
although she enjoyed the breeding...
We moved away to safer neighbours,
our dog limping through her dreams.
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2019
Posted today on my blog: https://francesmacaulayforde.wordpress.com/2019/05/29/in-my-african-childhood/