Shanty-Town Beauty
She stood at the doorstep
She must have been five years
or less
Her beseeching eyes gazed
from left to right
The kwashiokored tummy bulged
Out of the torn dress
With marks that looked like the map of Africa
I realised it was not tattoo
But an accumulation of dust
Run though by sweat
Pretty more than famous Cleopatra
All things being equal
The girl would pass for Miss Africa
As it is
Just another woman nature produced
But forgot to breast-feed.
Zimbabwe (Photo credit: Dave Mulder)
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