We sat around the fire
ALL of us
on The Roof of Africa,
the sign stating
“The Highest Bar in Africa”
at 3,260 meters.
We sat around the fire
All of us,
the British owner gone,
forbids natives to sit
with tourists.
We sat around the fire
ALL of us.
Shades of brown, black, cream,
peach, humanity.
I, for one, grateful for
the owner’s absence.
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Lovely poem. Fondest memories. The owner better be glad he was not there. He would have caught an earful, the racist pig.