Umfundisi
by Wopko Jensma

i hear it loud
you, one and only umfundisi
you old scarecrow

let the wind blow
hear it come from afar
quietly, quietly

it’s okay with me –
my hut: thatch and mud
my splintered dream

broken glass i gather
umfundisi, you bear witness
my love for a rose alone

the rose that never was
– let it blow
let the wind blow loud

* umfundisi: preacher