A Stout Version of Dad
Uncle was a stout version of dad
Which I found quite interesting.
And a very different lifestyle he led.
Dad was a fastidious medical guy
But uncle just a farm worker
Content just to get by.
He lived on a white man's farm
Amidst the kalahari desert thickets
Where jackals often brought harm.
Their abode was a land of milk
Although the flies were everywhere.
But against hunger they had a shield!
Copyright © Abel Jae | Year Posted 2022
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