life is tough enough

and lovely enough

that having to Hurry

through it is a screaming

shame. I remember being

led into a simple hut

in a Peruvian rainforest

and introduced to

a family, all wearing

something like loincloths,

a fool might call them

them poor, but they

fished together

and stayed together

said the tour guide,

she added that they

woke up when

Nature told

them to, not an alarm

clock.

and I still can see

those beaming smiles

and pudgy brown

bodies in my mind

driven mad many times

by the West’s “progress.”

They handed me a big

urn of something that

the tour lady warned me

was quite strong, and

she wasn’t kidding.

I took a mouthful then

I handed it back to

the dad who passed

it to one of the kids

About 9 or 10

years old

who took a big swig

that put mine to shame.

then they had a healthy

laugh. And we had to

go, the tour lady had a

schedule to keep, and

so did I, and that was

my downfall, and probably

hers too.

–fb

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