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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…

    Like

  2. Job Nyangena Mokaya
    September 26, 2014

    Candid

    Like

  3. Mwangi Wa Mwembu
    September 26, 2014

    Short but I like the subject matter.

    Like

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