In the city of an old coin
Where owls sleep
Dogs don't bark
Lights speak
Silence an object
Screams no more
Sky a cover
Eyes looking
Mouth shut
The spirit hovering
Above the waters where people can see
Above the air a man can't breath
Above the roof a bright light stands
In the city of an old coin things will change
Grass will be greener
Peace will cover
love will live
only in the eyes filled with hope
The eyes that will never give up
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! ntokazi unesiphiwo, loba ungayeki sizofunda thina. Siya_! !