African Days Vision

In five years,

Sipping kunu, no processed drinks

Just sunshine, close to the beach

Possibly Cape Town?

Uganda or maybe suburban Lekki?

 

In five years,

Sitting, newspaper flipping

Tilapia on burner,

sizzling,

getting flipped

Beautiful music played on vinyl

King Sunny Ade, high life soaking

 

In five years,

I picture myself blessed with love

Away from the towers and rusts

Back home in huts and on red soils

Savannah nights experienced daily,

 

Freely, and

brightly