Prayer after Food …………By Peter Onyancha
In your wisdom you covered it for sacred peace
And there is a secret piece of the sacred peace!
If only he could see mine transparent
And I saw his transparent
The truth could cut deep!
A big bone lying across, like a dagger
Roasted meat, coal deep beneath
Dripping wine from the leaking roof
Bubbling belching seeping upward
Listen when he burps!
A green-house effect of shrubs
Voluntary velvet of kales
pushing the former layer
Round pebbles of cold ugali, supporting the green jungle
Water for soft landing, sprinkled with salt
Tight valve to vet what must leave
And my brother will see
And I will see