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I MET A STRANGER

In my hunger, in my thirst
I met a stranger in the street
I had thought I’d have to fast
For no one could give me to eat

I showed my need with so much ease
For this my routine it had been
Willing strangers just to please
For the food the aim had been
He looked at me with detailed eyes

Like he was ready to feed
To the details I cried yes
And he smiled like a strange breed
He was so well armed to feed

In the eating room we ate
Surely this encounter was a seed
Maybe it could picture fate
We ate together in the silence

I liked his zeal as he took his meal
Then he fished his pockets with no
violence
And complimented me, ‘better beg than
steal’

I knew he would rue the cash
And the manner it was spent
But off I went on with my dash
To capture the next willing gent

© Peter Pages Odhiambo

courtesy of Storyzetu

0 Responses

  1. A typical cheap nairobian…..

    1. ngartia says:

      very typical 🙂

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