I’ve forgotten some of the moments
Of the campus mates I learnt with
Poverty x-rayed me out of school –
Or was it God’s will?
So when I meet them now
I panic –fumble my dusty files for their names,
the security guard by Express Shop is friendly-
says a big hello and packs his bags to go….
it’s quickly turning dark
and I have forgotten some of the names….
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