Baganda
They bake in the sun
until their skin is a blueish black
their stomach mimicking the moon
flour, yeast, water, almost a bread makes
they, are the salt of the earth.
( a sort of TANKA - 5-7-5-7-7 words )
Copyright © Marco Aurelio | Year Posted 2013
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