On Wednesdays afternoon, an imminent life lesson 

ends at three o’clock 

with a Mozart concerto, live broadcast

from our detention centre.

 

The outer heavy traffic, 

the rain washing the rooftops across Nairobi 

penetrate the walls –

a sharp, urgent, high-pitched cry.

 

Across the border, the ants come to light, 

through a crack in the wood. 

 

A perfect day for unattended prayers.