yesterday was good

i walked alone

i watched the world around me

i watched the kids play, the dust rising from the ground

i listened to their voices, they talked and shouted from the playground

dust rising from their feet.

yesterday was good

i watched the sun set, the horizon pinkish orange rays

i watched the traffic lights from afar in the city

i watched the taxis drive by from, to town

i watched everybody hurrying home, from town

i listened to their voices, they talked in lower tones.

yesterday was good

i watched the women and men pushing wheelbarrows home,

from fetching water from public water pipes

i watched boys riding home in donkeycarts,

from fetching firewood in the lands..

yesterday was good

i walked alone back to the homesteads

i watched grandma make some fire

i watched my younger brother chase after hens and the rooster

i listened to his voice, laughing and giggling

i watched my younger sister kneeling down blowing the firecoals

i listened to the puff of air from her lungs blowing.

yesterday was good

i inhaled the smell of dust and dry air

i smelled the homestead dust

i heard the homestead noise

i watched grandma by the fires making some coffee

i sat by the fires sipping my coffee

i watched the fire burning

i looked up and felt at peace

i saw the dark sky

i felt at home.

yesterday was good

i retired to bed feeling all good and warm

yesterday was good.