Old Days
Bats ran on opposite directions searching for mate
Chasing each other across the skies
Chilly evening, company anyone could contemplate
Crickets too sung to the sundown melodies
An old man sat outside his old hut
Reminiscing his old days beside a blaze
Eyes up as if there's something he was staring at
then to the darkness he gazed
A shadow appeared from the night
Mkongwe acted as if he didn't saw him at all
for he wasn't expecting any visitor tonight
The intruder stood like a silhouette - very tall
''Evening comrade? '', the visitor greeted
''Evening too'', replied the host
'' What has brought you here a friend I didn't expected? ''
'' What else other than boredom and reviving memories lost
''I agree with you my dear friend
Days of our youth where an eye was still an eye
When our women could not pretend
So faithful and could not lie''
''Look at what so-called modernity has brought''
Mzee interjected very scornfully
''Teaching women what white men thought
Our society has just been ruined fully
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