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Our Neighbour by Namunyu Molenje

Every morning

I pass by the frayed tin shack

adjacent to a double storey brick red mansion

that belongs to my beloved mother.

Every morning

old Taabu at the shack, in raggedy sack clothes

Implores me for a morsel, of what would be my ten o’clock

bread which I give to him… pithily

Like all mornings; four years on

mother prayed for the old man today

that the good Lord may have mercy

and provide him with food and shelter.

© Namunyu Molenje

3 comments on “Our Neighbour by Namunyu Molenje

  1. madiang
    August 10, 2011

    Vivid…

  2. Job Nyangena Mokaya
    September 26, 2014

    Candid

  3. Mwangi Wa Mwembu
    September 26, 2014

    Short but I like the subject matter.

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