The Festival Poem by Judith Alekadala

I started my journey to the festival,
it was beautiful from beginning to arrival
We saw alot on the road,
the wooden art
the hand made hats.
the display of weaved mats
men carrying their trade goods on their bicycles
women balancing heavy loads on their heads
I concluded that people here are skillful.

The palm trees as we approach,
the town so called Mangochi,
gave us a calm breeze.
the warm welcome from the people,
their smiles,
their friendliness,
the help they gave us,
Their characters showed,
they are origins of the Warm Heart Of Africa.

At The lake Of Stars show,
all were welcome,
he casual and white collars,
as long as you got dollars.
The amazing vocals,
from the locals
the voice form foreign artists,
the whole music filled my joy
I gained more than a show at this lakeshore