He has changed
from looking down into the dust
making no eye contact
to a walk with purpose
a taxi ride, a uniform
a purpose, working days at the Magaliesburg Co op
he asked for a letter for the bank
'This is to certify proof of residence'
days become easier to swallow
bank account stamp approval, twenty two years later
approval for a life beyond days of failure,
trees and leaves become valuable again
He sees himself, as someone, for the first time.
You honoured him with a poem. Halala young man, halala friend who writes me.
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