Not a
Movie Scene
Strange feelings
nestled in my belly
as I
took in the view
of the
busy street
with the
usual cars, vans, busses
plus old
and tiny cars,
bicycle taxis—
customer
clinging to the driver.
Tall
trellises filled with greenery
to make up
for loss to concrete.
People
scurrying here to there,
not unusual
in a city
but the
number of them!
And
peddler after peddler
accosting
vehicles
selling their
wares: thrift-store stuff
or items
from a discount store,
and bunches
of bananas and
bundles of
taro root.
I watched
through a window
like a
TV screen,
but this
was Nairobi life,
not a
movie scene.
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