Man Meets Dog Poem by Job Ombati

On a well-lit path,
a man walks swiftly,
and a dog,
on the opposite side.
Both are late travelers:
the man—
home-bound;
the dog—
on a late, rushed scavenge.
But both—
late, lonely souls.
None changes course;
perhaps none cares for the other.
Each is enveloped
in their own thoughts—
too busy
to think of the other.
None figuring out
how the other might cause harm,
or possibly,
just understanding the other so well—
sympathetic of their worries,
and whatever has kept them out late.
Both—
two lonely souls.

Poems for Humanity

[Tuesday,4 November 2025 - 12: 39 p.m., Nairobi]