Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Africa #1

I had a dream that I was there
Like I will be very soon
It started with a small boy
Holding a small pail of
Dirty water.
He gestured to me
To drink from the grime
To gain sustenance from
This simple gesture of life.
He needed the way,
He needed the truth.
But I needed the way
And I needed the truth.
More than I could ever say
I tried to communicate
And he laughed.
"Yeye"
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