Friday, September 17, 2010

The blue minibus taxi

Poem by Marc Aupiais

A blue minibus taxi,
A blue overly-packed poor souls transport,
And a man.

He fought the driver,
Verbally-

Just out of range...
Suddenly stopped taxi.

A shambok,
A long cane stick,

Yet the aguer out of the taxi driver's reach,

We reversed.
We waited,

I wanted to photograph the number plate!
A shambok and loud words,
Then a gun.

Its the gun the police arrested him for,
Our statements weren't enough for the rest!

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