The Chronicle Gambia

The Man Who Stared Back

So I stared down turbid waters

And saw a young man staring at me

I reached out and

He pulled me out to safety 


Grateful I was, for he was thoughtful 

Away he went, till we meet again

And then I stared at the mirror

Peered at it with concentration 

And then I recognized the young man


Many were the questions I had for him

But non were of intrigue as this:

Why pull me out to safety?

Sometimes, he said, it’s only what’s inside

That can save what’s outside

And only by peering at his reflection 

Can a man gain sight

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