On Wednesdays afternoon, an imminent life lesson
ends at three o’clock
with a Mozart concerto, live broadcast
from our detention centre.
The outer heavy traffic,
the rain washing the rooftops across Nairobi
penetrate the walls –
a sharp, urgent, high-pitched cry.
Across the border, the ants come to light,
through a crack in the wood.
A perfect day for unattended prayers.