The Falling.

Well, I cannot accept neither can I deny. Some are saying I have been away. I have been right here. You have been away. Yes, You! But I have things to say. It won’t come easy but here goes.

I was aware of what would happen if I touch the ground.

I knew how many dogs and hogs and things I cannot name waited with a patience humans would adore.

You should have seen me.

Ha!

You should have.

I made the best of it all. As I went down making enemies all the way.

Smiling like a hippie but burning more than a phoenix.

Man!

I hate the ground.

The dogs started fighting the hogs while the others I can’t name waited on it all.

Scrambling over my shares, my glory, my armour and my name.

I am serious, about the lies I saw and the dirt I bore.

And it made me smile.

The greedy bastards salivating over me made me smile.

The lies and dirt made me smile.

I touched the ground.

And they came in numbers.

But I am here telling this because I know who I am.

Sometimes I go past the ground and into hell, and I come back.

Filthy or stinking it matters not.

I bet you want to know what happened when I touched ground.

I will tell you, but you will not be able to listen.

Or will you?

~Koome Manyara~