This morning we left the house,
We were way behind.
Needing to get India visas
Was the only thing on our mind.
Boda boda or tuktuk?
We had a lot to lose.
Which mode of transportation
Would we choose?
A boda boda driver pulled up slow,
Unfortunately English he did not know.
To converse we had to use signs and expressions
It was the only way we knew to give directions.
Off to the internet cafe in a hurry
We did a version of the boda boda scurry!
The Embassy address we finally got,
We were still behind, my stomach in a knot.
We found ourselves
In the wrong section.
But Moses showed up
And gave us direction.
Flying through traffic.
Now we were on our way.
80 kph with no helmet,
Boda boda drivers here don’t play
On the back of a boda boda
Racing through Dar
On more than one occasion
I almost got hit by a car.
Oh dear Lord we need
Your favor and protection.
So we showed the India Embassy guard
Much love and affection.
Inside the walls he let us in
To a place we had never been.
There we were standing in line
Making friends while passing the time.
The lady at the counter never cracked a smile
But that all changed when Team Shotty showed up in style!
It was no doubt favor was on our side,
Obvious to us, the Holy Spirit was our Guide.
In and out
In just over an hour,
As you can see
We walk in demonstration of power!
Right now
I’m willing to make a bet
That this 4th of July
We’ll never forget.
