Saturday 2 July 2016

MY JOURNEY ACROSS THE NIGER

The landscape might escape you
If you concentrate on the gallops
But the beauty is unmistakable,
The people so foreign
Their smiles protected
The beauty is obvious in itself
But their suffering
Is worn on them like a medal.
Many of them have known
No other life.
So they know nothing about
Suffering and smiling
Just suffering and living
Most of us the visitors are so
Oblivious of their livelihood.
Here the true meaning of humanity shows
Because here,
It is humanity that is so humane,
It is
At its most natural state,
Everything here you appreciate a little more,
The realness is almost impossible.
To my friends across the Niger
That accepted a fat boy from the West.
I say daalu.

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