Mr Kwame Fuseni

As he watched the mystery woman exit the club, he felt some sort of void. Surrounded by vibrant party-goers, he couldnt escape the overwhelming feeling of loneliness. He headed towards the bar to have another drink to drown out his repetitive thoughts. Kwame was new to the states, relocating from Germany. Kwame had migrated with hopes of finding true love and fufilling career. over and over in his mind, he reminded himself that the sweet brown lady had kindly told him she was married as well as flashed a big shiny diamond wedding ring on her hand. Why she still was on his thoughts boggled him, but secretly he knew why. Kwame was a very shy man by nature, which was in total contrast to his huge frame. He stood 6'3 tall, 265 solid chocolate pounds. It had taken him all the courage in the world to approach her in the first place. Something about her set her apart from all the others in the club. Perhaps it was her confidence or her beauty... but Kwame couldn't get her off his mind. After two more beers, he gathered his thoughts and headed to the door to hail a taxi back to his downtown apartment. As he settled into one of the waiting cabs outside the club and the driver began to head in the direction of his home, Kwame took in all the sights of a bustling Atlanta friday night. He found it saddening that with so many people around him, he felt alone. Moving to the States had been a bold move for him, and he had no immediate family in proximity. With only a distant cousin located in Las Vegas he was the only one from his family in the U.S. He had been living in Atlanta for nearly a year, and had dated only one woman. He eased his thoughts, after all the Ghanaian community had been generous, preparing meals for him, inviting him to functions and helping him to get acclimated to the area. However, what Kwame wanted the most seemed a bit unattainable. At 39 years, he wondered if he had missed the opportunity to marry and have children, as it was unusual to reach the age without having either or both. In Germany, he had dated a German woman for many years that was obsessed with her career over establishing a family. He had waited, hoping for the day to come when they would make an addition to their love. As the years barreled by, Kwame found himself increasingly unhappy in the German environment. Racism was rampant and diversity was scarce. He arranged to journey to the States to begin a new life. It would certainly not be easy. His mind raced back to the woman at the club. He couldn't deny his overwhelming curiosity for her. The taxi pulled up to his residence. He paid the cabbie and approached his apartment door. Once inside, Kwame fell to his knees as tears streamed his face, "Lord, please... I can't not bare this loneliness anymore, please send me true love and allow me to begin a family, nothing means more to me other than you, Lord please" he prayed sincerely.