Thursday, April 2, 2009

An afternoon


sprinkling of
hot, golden bright sunshine on
the deep, emerald jewel
green of leaves;

It covers all,
does the sun-
even the buildings
rust red and browns;
the crumbling slum
rooftops that like
mud of an overflowing
river touch valley bottoms.

The roads,
deeply holed asphalt
arteries peopled by an
abundance of men and
women, children, an overflow
like real blood cells do,

In the richer
suburbs trees tall and green
leaf the air-
mature compounds mimic
the solid, long gone green
cover of natural rainforest
and huge houses peep
jewels of colour in
green cloth of nature.

Kampala the
beautiful, indeed.



(c) gayuganda 02 April 09

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Anonymous http://abebedorespgondufo.blogs.sapo.pt/ said...

Good blog.
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April 26, 2009 at 2:03 AM  

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