Laugh at My Pain

Dude with the long weed and a long ….

I entered into the ‘face me I face you’ bungalow, treading carefully, simultaneously looking over my shoulder

I walked briskly through the passage hoping I find Zino at home so I can iron my Sunday wear

NEPA has been unfair or probably my thought about witches having their meetings on top our transformer is right

I stood midway of the passage and called out “Zino, Zino…”

I didn’t get a response.  

So I moved closer to the door to Zino’s apartment

I’m still very much at alert, it’s a lonely house – Mehn I don’t want no drama

Suddenly, this strange dude appeared from the backyard

I was startled and moved back one step

I wasn’t prepared for what I saw

Half naked dude in his briefs (only), with a very long weed in his mouth and a stupid smile on his face

Unavoidably, my eye looked again towards his ‘very brief’ underwear

And this time my eye caught something

Entrapped in his mid-section was as very, very, looong thing…

“Ha”, I exclaimed, my mouth a-gap as I took a very looong step backward

With that stupid grin still on his face, he said to me: “Zino is not around, he has gone to church. Do you have any message for him?”

I said “No” and took another step backward

He noticed the bag in my hand and asked “Do you want to come in and drop something for him”? He said, pointing to the room.

For where? I thought

I shook my head vigorously and stepped backward as I said “No, No, thank you, I’ll just go”

Then I did a quick turn and bolted like Hussein

Oh boy, I didn’t look back until I got halfway down my street…