Sandelain, One Wednesday Morning
Ringing shouts of work day rush
Echoing like morning hush
White smoke, rising above
To the clouds as white as dove
School children gearing to learn
All the wisdom they can earn
While the sun is on the rise
It shines bright for all the wise
On the mountains of Langka Two
Planting deeds are going through
Sweet potato digging
Warmth of money stinging
On the road, here and there
Sound of bikes everywhere
Perilous travel being done
To the mountains of Langka One
November 15, 2023, PST
Here at my bangkag
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