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Paul Stevens Nov 2012
Amadou awakened with a start, it was Omar one of the guardians(security guards) of Yaldagou (the largest Hospital in the capital of Burkina Faso) knocking on the window of his taxi, Amadou had just settled down for the night after a long day in the heat and fumes that was Ouagadougou it was just after midnight on Sunday, he struggled to wake up rubbing the sleep from his eyes as Omar explained in Mori(local language), that there were two white people in need of his special service.

After a quick explanation that someone had died in a private clinic nearby and the body needed to be transported to the morgue at Yaldagou,  he snapped out of his sleepiness and thought for a moment how much he could charge the rich white people, it was two days after Eid and as a strict Muslim he had been celebrating the holidays and now he had been offered an opportunity to supplement his taxi income, someone had to do it and it was an unsavory job and anyway on the few occasions he had done it, it had been lucrative, it might as well be him!

Amadou thought to himself, if you had the misfortune to die in the day time there was a private service but in the night dignity went out the window and it was up to people like Amadou and a select bunch of taxi drivers with seats that could be configured to accommodate the corpses of the recently deceased to perform this service, so taxi 87 driven by Amadou would take this lady who had died from kidney and other ***** failures, after struggling for some days she eventually lost her battle and slipped into unconsciousness and finally died.

Amadou finally settled on 10000 CFA(local currency) a fair price, after all the so-called professionals would charge 30000 CFA three times more and it was around Eid "Allah Akbar".  

A quick "Thank you" to Omar for helping them and the two white people left with him for the short journey to the clinic, after the usual discussions the body was released and  transported to the morgue to join the other recently deceased waiting for burial in the morning,

Amadou, rearranged the seating in his taxi after parking up in his favourite place under the trees of Yaldago it was just after one thirty, a good ninety mins work he thought to himself, yawned, and settled down to sleep a few more hours before dawn prayers.

This was Africa and "someone had to do it" was his last thought.
A true story, something that happens regularly even today!
Jesse Bourque Aug 2010
You asked me if it's weird
and I told you no

It's just
you've filled an empty
space in my heart

That I
never even knew was there

Now I'm
soaring at 30000 feet

Trying to
right my world
that you so pleasantly
turned on its head
It didn't really work out in the end anyway.

(c) Jesse Bourque
Sandile JUNIOUR Oct 2015
I woke up to a bright sunny
Day the sun was in me
And by that time none of
The voices in my head have
Have noticed that im awake
It was a normal cloudy blue
Day with my brother snoring
In his room as i made my bed
And walked gently down the passage
With my bare feet and half clothed
Body i heard a bird singing a beautiful song when i got to
The bathroom i looked at my self a vision just ticked everything i have
Every desired was their 30000 people shouting my name, jay! Jay! Jay!
,when the vision vanished in a blink of an eye, leaving my mouth wide open my body a statue and face my a picture my soul roketing up to space and my heart changing melodies by then i had realized that i was famous but yet unknown.
Changing my life
Be what iv always wanted to do
John Byrd  Apr 2015
Little Boy
John Byrd Apr 2015
You still speak of women as objects to obtain.
What a shame.
Well this isn't a game and they aren't points to gain.
Worth more than 30000 acres and a mule.
No you shouldn't make them a trophy and put them on a pedestal.
You should get off your pedestal to break every selfish rule in your body.
Trying to be a player and juggle women only makes you look more like a fool.
Looking less like a man and resembling an insecure little boy.
Sandile JUNIOUR Oct 2015
I woke up to a bright sunny
Day the sun was in me
And by that time none of
The voices in my head have
Have noticed that im awake
It was a normal cloudy blue
Day with my brother snoring
In his room as i made my bed
And walked gently down the passage
With my bare feet and half clothed
Body i heard a bird singing a beautiful song when i got to
The bathroom i looked at my self a vision just ticked everything i have
Every desired was their 30000 people shouting my name, jay! Jay! Jay!
,when the vision vanished in a blink of an eye, leaving my mouth wide open my body a statue and my face a picture my soul roketing up to space and my heart changing melodies by then i had realized that i was famous but yet unknown.
Changing my life
Be what iv always wanted to do
Sandile JUNIOUR Oct 2015
I woke up to a bright sunny
Day the sun was in me
And by that time none of
The voices in my head have
Have noticed that im awake
It was a normal cloudy blue
Day with my brother snoring
In his room as i made my bed
And walked gently down the passage
With my bare feet and half clothed
Body i heard a bird singing a beautiful song when i got to
The bathroom i looked at my self a vision just ticked everything i have
Every desired was their 30000 people shouting my name, jay! Jay! Jay!
,when the vision vanished in a blink of an eye, leaving my mouth wide open my body a statue and face my a picture my saul roketing up to space and my heart changing melodies by then i had realized that i was famous but yet unknown.
Changing my life
Be what iv always wanted to do
atticus wilson  Feb 2021
$30,000
atticus wilson Feb 2021
To get a piece of paper
That says I know ****
For $30000 a year
Why is it so ******* expensive?
I know why,
Because when the workers know their worth,
When they can teach others how much they are worth,
They demand more
And those making my ******* college expenses a day
Don’t want to pay us a penny more
I just learned it’ll be $120,000 total to go to college, and I don’t qualify for student aid
Naeem  Jun 2020
Reality
Naeem Jun 2020
Feeling 6ft under
When I'm 30000 feet off the ground
At 30000 feet the words seem to float...
As if  suspended in the sky...
The wind scattered all of them..
And they became clouds...
Majestically gracing the horizon...
A real canvas...
Proof that the world is a poem...
We just need to read what we see around us...
In any season there are sonnets and verses surrounding us...
Right now I feel like floating out there...
The lake and the towns look just like drawings in a gigantic poetry book...
Where the blue sky is its cover and the clouds the beautiful verses that brighten my day...
For now i will let my soul play like a child who has received his first toy...
That is one of the secrets of life..
Treat everyday as if you were just a new born...
And look at the world as if you have never seen it before...
Life and the world are far from ideal...
It is up to each one of us to try and live as happy as we can...
Off I go...
I you see a cloud blocking the view of the moon...
That is probably me...
Trying to get more inspiration...

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