By Tikum Mbah Azonga
Finally, the train came
But it was empty, deserted
Where then were the tree merchants?
Where were the Chinese emmissaries?
Vanished into thin air?
So why were we still standing here
Making ourselves capital fools?
Copyright 2010
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