In the Village ...by Malawi RPCV Andrew Oerke
In the Village ...Andrew Oerke
In the village in the village in the village
Life repeats itself, life repeats itself.
There is sunlight, there is darkness.
The dark repeats itself, the light repeats itself;
Planting repeats itself, harvest repeats Itself.
Yet life is never dull, it pats
The drum hide of the night and is satisfied.
It listens to the footfalls when the dogs bark
In the village in the village in the village.
In the village in the village in the village
Life repeats itself, life undoes itself
And then does itself up in the same guise.
We are careful not to fail to repeat
The same salutations, the same farewells
Our parents and our parents’ parents use.
They are wise, we are small and the day long.
Death comes but once, but when it comes to life
No one would be unwilling to repeat
In the village in the village in the village
I'll see you in two weeks…may the sun shine on all of us.
Debbie Murphy
Email dmurphy@waldorfsantabarbara.org
