Anjofe
Mar. 4th 01:41 PM 2015
Anjofe was loved by all, His house was never empty… During the day, and at night. Ese giri,giri nile anjofe The wines kept pouring, The caterers were always by the ‘aro’…. They cooked, and cooked ,and kept cooking…. Anjofe was obviously blessed, he had friends, he had a very large family His neighbors were countless. Anjofe was lucky. The morning had just broken, cocks kept crowing People began to troop in, To eat like they always did…. Just that unlike it had always been, There was an uneasy calmness… Anjofe had just passed on. The legs that came, began to leave , one by one…. To come no more… That was five years ago I was at anjofe’s house yesterday No soul was there, His many friends, Family , Neighbors They are no where to be found, If only anjofe would look back… Ese giri giri nile anjofe, anjofe ku ……ao reni kan
