Sostin Poem by Amos Christopherson Masereka

Sostin was the name which
We nick-named short people who
Sold bread in our school compound
One day we discovered
It was a name of the previous head teacher
Who was arrogant and proud
He said he had two wives
One made him arrogant and the second proud
He said that ever since he was transferred
He had never come back to see his wives
But for us we knew that these two women
Were wives to the two short men who sold us bread
When Sostin saw by his eyes
He disowned the two wives
The bread company
Belonged to Sostin
Those of us working in this company
Regret the curse and insults of this old man