A Lifeless Soul,
Dearest, 2nd February 2017
I make the leap to know what’s up in the east
By communing with the morning sun,
And collect rumors of the west conveyed by the wind,
And enquire from the night moon about the sparkle
That makes it loom.
It’s Azonto with the Harmattan
For a free pass to the Kalahari,
So I could stop by to refill Lake Victoria
And then hop back in for Sahara.
I gather firewood to keep the flame alive,
Hoping you find your way back home
Before it burns out
So we wouldn’t have to blow smoke.
An expectant heart.
Emmanuel “A penny for my tots”