The Joys
I enjoyed the singing games we held in our young
I enjoyed your clothing that you always shared
I love the deep reds, the large earings, the leather sandals and the beaded bracelets
I enjoy saying hi and goodbye in the different languages and accents
The simplest words for the simplest connections
The first time i tasted your food, i didn't know how to use the fork and the knife
To work together in rhythm
Until i taught you how to eat ugali and beef stew
You said you've never tasted your fingers that delicious
Then we sat on the mat, warm and cozy traditional beauty
And sippped tea from the tiniest cups I've ever seen
Tea with lots of sugar and milk
We saw them dancing in the rain
All dressed in their tribal clothes
We took lots of pictures with them
We bought souvenirs and left them with our dears
For we also had sharings..from our seas
When you stomp on the ground the hardest, the dust rises up the grandest
Who will i be without all these human connections that I've gained from others
The handshakes
The head greetings
The left hand rules
The smiles
I am the others
How would it be if we were all the same?
The world with all its roundness would be a little too full of sadness
*I know it seems like there are some grammatical errors in this poem but it's because some of the words are direct translations from my other two languages.
With love, Njeri*
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