Yesterday we returned from Lake Munkamba, 90k from where we live in Kananga. Below is a poem eulogizing the amazing feats of the Toyota Land Cruiser, amidst the renowned and tumultuous roads of the Democratic Republic of Congo.
Toyota Land Cruiser
Toyota Land Cruiser, the best Japanese built
to weather hills and crevices throughout.
Up and down, down again and up -
surmount we ever, this endless bump?
Toyota Land Cruiser, nimble powerful quick -
“Punch it baby, through this endless thick!”
Like a ballerina we glide slide and pirouette
keeping form, as out-a-that hole we get.
Toyota Land Cruiser, if ever a vehicle was made -
rock stone and stubble, we miraculously evade.
Red thick clay we find, archenemy no doubt…
but I tell you comrade, we will certainly pull out.
Toyota Land Cruiser, queen of Africa’s dirt -
sway we may, out-a-control we furtively spurt.
Hang on, endless wheels roar round,
not so bad, this dang car can pound!
Toyota Land Cruiser, Six Flags may not be
but I tell you, such fun here is almost free!
Our experience is only one, so wait again for more,
Of endless tirades chant we, regarding Congo’s floor.
a poetic description, by Bob Rice