soggy mondays and other common things

Here's me with some avocados picked from our tree and some poetry. Enjoy!

In Uganda,
Bright green banana trees
Hot sun
Clay baked Earth
Mango
Avocado
Pineapple
And….
Soggy Mondays
Where sleep and frustration
Underneath my sweater
Refuse the large mug
Of Coffee

I wrap up by the fireplace
Only
There are charcoal bits and chickens
In the kitchen
And no
Socks.

In Uganda,
People are poor
But diligent
Kind
Hospitable
More than southerners
In the states

With inexaustable patience
For three hour, confusing
Computer classes
Five hour masses
Meetings that cancel
Breakfast
Lunch
Dinner
The squeezing packed exhaustion
Of taxi travel
Rote memorization for national exams
4am to midnight

Exercises in
Futility

In Uganda,
Bright smiling children
In school uniforms
Obedient, subservient teens
Who never talk back

Behind the glittering teeth
The gritting pounding minds,
The mouths that cannot express dissent
Have hands and feet.

At the drop of a pin,
The rocks come, thrown
Shattering class windows
Injuring, killing, communicating

At times, the fit are swift,
Silent in the night
Underneath fences
Through gates
They disappear all together
The smiling, obedient face
Never again seen.