a window, opening slowly....

sunday rendezvous
in ranalo's
meeting you
for the first time
i quickly realize that
that mc sasha
the feisty twentysomething
vivacious sista
i first ogled
at warembo ni yes
is nowhere
to be seen
forgot to show up
the statuesque charismatic
beauty across the table
shyly glancing at me
while picking absently
at her ngege
is a young mother
known as mama nadia
who weighs each word
as if she just got
an urgent secret sms
from treasury building
tipping her off in advance
that minister uhuru kenyatta
would increase the price
of talking
in the next kenyan budget
nevertheless
in the course of the afternoon
you loosen up
open up
sharing with me
the sweet with the bitter
the fascinating
with the melancholy
and for that
i wanted to echo
your ugenya people
where my own mama
may she repose in peace
also sprang from
to end by saying
"erohamano nyar simenya!"