Looking Up To the Hills
All day long, from 7:15 am today, needs come
To my gate, with either "pastor " or "vaderrr"
Justin & John T needed breakfast before work
They did not go directly, to fellow churchgoer
I found some biscuits (10 ordinary ones) apples
Then Siya came for oil, Siyabulela that is,
Burns on both elbows. I risked it all
A week ago, they were raw wounds
I applied coconut oil, when gloves were gone
He came to thank me (but lazy to wait in line
At the community clinic). Lines form at 5am
3 hours before a few nurses come (no doc)
I added some elbow help - but with gloves!
Before I could rest with tea and poetry
Zihle ( Zeez Sleh) was yelling at mom, others
She lives in the Xhosa location, visits grandma
When her sons are in school (non weekends)
I felt for her, calmed her (home was left unclean)
She was throwing stuff out, yelling & cleaning
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We are blessed in these "township locations"
Surrounded by hills, Amatola mountains
Polluted & unappreciated, but I looked up
We do not look up enough. Earth focused we!
The hills remind me of the psalmist's prayer
I look to the hills, where my help come from
I look to the hills where my rest comes from
I look to the hills, green hills, God's hills
And remember shalom, wholesomeness amen
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