9th October 2062
That evening I will sit in conversation with my grandchildren
I will tell them of the days of my roaring youth
I will tell them of the opportunities I grabbed
I won’t lie; I will tell them of the chances I missed.
I will tell them of the trends of our time
Of rainbow jeans, alien hair and Chinese everything,
Of the age of slight cloth, mini emancipation that is if themselves will be dressed!
I will journey them through the burdens our bodies shouldered
How they ached with all tribes of dance
From Kanda Bongoman to Awilo Longomba to Eddy Kenzo
I will tell them of the evolution of technology
Of the transition through all the K-series;
Kabiriti, Katooki, Katikitiki, katala
How they suffered under the wrath of
Touchism and smartism that ushered in the cellular anatomy
Where small was bad and large was good.
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