The Turkana Boy Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

.Young Turkana Boy, beneath the sun,
He walked a path, his life begun.
Each step he took, a silent beat,
Across the dust, on tireless feet.

He chased the game, he knew the heat,
The open sky, a world complete.
He didn't know, this slender frame,
Would whisper stories of our name.

He never guessed, his boyish grace,
Would bridge the time, and find its place.
A million years, a distant shore,
His bones would speak, and tell us more.

He didn't see the science gleam,
Unlocking secrets in a dream.
He only lived, he ran, he grew,
No thought of what he would imbue.

But we look back, with knowing eyes,
And see the truth, in starlit skies.
Turkana Boy, though life was brief,
You gave us clues, beyond belief.


T.M.Solvang