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Written by Ngwatilo Mawiyoo
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Monday, 06 April 2009 |
Ngwatilo is writing a poem a day.
He looked good enough to eat,
we could cook him slowly on a spit
with an apple in his mouth
the horns on either side hanging pineapple
rings to offer playful sweetness.
But who would slaughter such innocence,
when chicken and goats exist here for food?
Who knows how many the warthog saves in prayer?
He kneels to eat as if thanking his maker for life and food,
worshiping.Has he learned from example or have his bones
told him. The rains are near, perhaps he offers thanks
for that also, while we complain at its delay,
and defile the land endlessly as only we know how.
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(Wise, Edible) Wart hog is Ngwatilo's poem for today. Join her and post per the prompts on Poetic Asides . Drop one here for Kenya Imagine too! Submit to culture[at]kenyaimagine[dot]com
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Last Updated ( Monday, 06 April 2009 )
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