Poets’ corner: AT THE GATE PILLAR

Yards from that magnificent mansion

Lies my father's occupation base

Storeyed block and a farfetched dream

He knows less than the glittering window panes

He sits next to the concrete pillar

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Evening when his sunny day begins

A long equatorial night, that is!

Punctuated by the haves' snores

Their bellies roar to let him know, diet in digestion

And that lives apart meets only in dreams

He leans on the pillar

Stretches his leg to resist sleep

From a junction light flashes

The only writs and he reads again

MBWA KALI, he the fierce dog not the cat

The ferocious warrior far from home

And he the cat of the plains, terrains of Lentile

Where his drunken Kraal stood

My father, and I relief him on off days

- By Francis ole Merinyi ([email protected])