Three Kings
Of different ages
Lineage stretching back to Anoha
No chains
No adages
No cowries
Streamed down by oral droplets
Spoken through mountain peaks
Through ridges and wide spaces
Marks, Spears, hair twisting
Fire, feet warming
Circle, from top of huts
Into cell molecules
Souls transfused through sight
Off beat, Offbeat
One and one
One plus two
One snap, pause
Then another
Three Kings
Stretching past the Nile
Blue necks, blue hair
Different centre
Same spirit
All three Searching for one answer
Her reply to their quest
SIMPLE WORLD 