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When the cruel hand of death strikes: Last poem from a beloved brother

Wanga Itindi wrote last week about those folks at funerals who wail and bellow more than the bereaved, before heading straight for the food and soda line. I have always been a little bit bemused at the graveside antics around burials in western Kenya.

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