Frederick Kambemba Yamusangie

I am Going Shopping

I am going shopping
But I will not see Mr. Smith,
Even Mrs Velnet would not
Cross my sight today

Today, she would not ask to me
‘How are you? ’
‘How is your mother? ’
‘Tell her I will see her tomorrow

At the seniors’ citizens club meeting’
I am going shopping
Without buying a bread at Mr

And Mrs McBride’s bakery
That’s unbelievable
Did you know?
Mr Smith’s butchery has been

Mrs Velnet’s fruit and vegetable’s
Shop has closed down because
She’s gone bankrupt

From now on, the Smiths,
The McBride’s and the Velnets
Would discover poverty
Which was alien to them

For two hundred years
All that…for what?
It’s for me to shop in comfort
It’s for me to get everything

Under one roof
Well, what should matter to me?
Is it the ‘hello’ of Mrs McBride
Or ‘buy one get one free’?

Submitted: Wednesday, August 18, 2010

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