Poem by Nouck Protus B.
Bearded Business (To a Fallen Friend: Mbella Sonne Dipoko) His voice would baritone From the pit of his flattened belly; Boon of frugal diets, Of cold chicken, and beef soya; Of grains and leaven, now, And then, a drop or two of Bacchus’ thing; By the strain of sanjas And endless trekking escapades. He stared […]
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