PC/Rwanda Haiku
By Christine Hooyman, H3
I sit on my chair
Alone in the dark, it rains I wish for power Children call my name Return with wave of my hand Shrieking, run away Speak Kinyarwanda People, they are astonished Still hosed at market My dog lies in bed Bieber decorates my floor Now star face has pee |
Cooking beans once more
Flush toilet is not working Just another day Land of thousand hills Sunrise over terraced land The day has begun Kids stare in my house Yell until they run away Boo Ridley, channeled Fantasize Asia Food, it enters my belly A dream, beans again |
Trip walking down road
Choruses of sorry heard Silly mzungu Bella transmitted Repeated and consistent My ears are bleeding What is the Peace Corps I ask myself as I sit And ponder my life |