A Bus In The Sky Poem by Birgitta Abimbola Heikka
A Bus In The Sky
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Kayode
Wearing tattered trousers
A hoe in his hand
The bright sun playing on his skinny chest
His ebony face glaring in wonderment at the sky
Shouted
Baba! Come and see a bus in the sky
It is flying like a bird!
Hurry and see how it flies!
Saturday, December 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: descriptive
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Translated loosely from an old Yoruba song
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4/23/2024 12:53:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank you. It's a folk song from my country. I think it was the first time Kayode, a boy from a small part of Nigeria (my theory) saw a plane.