So you went bwana bado mapambano
and tears
waved at you drip drop...
salutations waved at you to the brim
fellow country men: politicians;
senetors and governors
and all those you lived with
all remain startled
fans and subjects
are all at cross-roads
never to smile
for gone you are
to the world of muted beings
who brings you back to the people?
friends and relatives
now remain encumbered
for who then shall unite the family...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem