One heavy step at a time..
Spreading and vibrating it’s wide wings..
Uttering it’s seeming charge with intensity.
The female white turkey ran around and about..
Aimlessly as though to impress..
Then the chase begun, as I ran,
In my red shirt
,
Through the thickets of banana plantation,
Banange!
Falling once, twice then thrice,
As our dog Kakwitsi, with a long mouth,
Also did the chase!
Thank you Kakwitsi
,
You halted the attack from this terrible
Turkey!
Remember, when we hunted the rabbit
,
I offered you the head,
And you showed you were happy…
Without bargain or disdain..
You giggled, whined and smiled,
Mumbling unintelligible words,
Like that drunkard,
Runyenyetsa,
Who kept awake all night long,
Talking to the frogs
Tugooga Tugooga..
Had it not been for the release of my shirt,
The chase would have gone on..
Then, bare chested,
I met Keki,
The girl whose eyes
sparkled,
As my insides, rumbled,
Like the rumble in the jungle!
What an adolescent struggle and tumble!
I hid beneath the suspended granary,
As my grandiose of trickeries took a tall,
Then grandma Bakanaga,
Peeped underneath to see what a Kikangava,
Since she kept her bananas
beneath..
There was this big lizard
,
That gazed at me,
Wondering what befell of this fellow,
A felony?
Looking for kasooli ?
It had that bad and scarey stare
,
That defended its space,
In a silent specter..
I coiled back,
Kissing death and staring in its face,
Like Kafiti the Village Wag!
ON THE PULPIT
,Enganzi 
Turkey begun to footstep!