Whaddaya gonna doCry about it
No sense in beating yourself up that
you didnt know earlier
You find things out when
you find them out
Everything in its own time
(thats a bitter salve)
he didnt like being excoriated
least of all by himself
he
could have a cruel tongue
often when he spoke there was no
kindness in his tone
his delivery was even keel
as-a-matter-of-fact
when he argued he took emotion
out of his words
on paper he was the same
though few knew hed written many missives over
many years imploring the help of too many politicians and authorities and organisations
after his wife died of prescribed pharmaceuticals – his letters proved
inconsequential – they were answered late and answered with nothing more than tweaked form
letters which implied American pharmaceutical companies were too large too deeply-entrenched
in the Marketplace to challenge
his speech since was brusque
You find things out when you find them out
today his illumination came while
reading Wizard of the Crow by Ngũgĩ wa
Thiong'o an exiled Kenyan writer
The
world will always be what the world has always been and
you remember what happened to you when you broke the law of your own
words
simple truths simply revealed
the sentences caught in his
throat
he read them over and over again
they seized and accused him
Ngũgĩ
wa Thiong'o has been published since 1964WHY
hadnt he discovered him sooner
whawas he gonna do
cry about it
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