Her noise was too much,
For everywhere in feel,
wondered why is like that,
Too dark for Young,
Say my prayers,
Let a spirit rest.
Her noise was too much,
For its barked,
The dogs.
For its whistled,
The birds.
For its prostrated,
The lizards.
For its dwell down the waters,
The fishes.
For its cocks,
The fouls.
Say my prayers,
Let a spirit rest.
They speak,
The moon.
He walks,
The stars.
He flew,
The sun.
He sat,
The rain.
Let a spirit rest!
Her noise was too much,
Let a spirit rest.
He saw,
The trees.
He ate,
The breaths.
Say my prayers,
Let a spirit rest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The spirit malingering with a purpose to reunite with the lost souls.Very immense writes Bunmi.