I am taking a detour

Down the memory lane

Revisiting places we’ve been

People I danced with

Meals we shared

Roofs we laid under

Paths we took to get here

 

They’re rough rocky paved routes

With well filled stinky portholes in summer

Omni directional windy-dusty air in spring

We kept clean and healthy, or tried

Icy cold stony ground in winder

We watched out for sharp rocks, they cut

We had and have destinations to reach

 

The thatch hurts served me once

Those perforated iron sheets shelters me

It’s a safe home for many, look around

We cooked mutete, fish-cans and pap for days

We prayed and searched for even more

Fancy meals were foreign and TV news

Harmony, love, respect and care kept us alive

 

I danced with family, friends and encounters

We smiled, laughed and shared words of wisdom

So, my people and family of choice

I’m gone take a quick drive to the other side

No promises, but I’ll be back. We’ll dance again

May places we’ve been live in our memories forever