My Fear Is - Poem by ckim mbasa
One day our language shall change,
We shall be singing incase,
This language shall first tend to be difficult but interesting,
As singers communicate easily inclusion of me,
It wanna be fun for every speaker,
Just to be so because days would have changed.
One night the language will change to dance,
People shall dance on streets and offices like madmen,
It wanna be a lullaby because we shall all be following the rhythm,
Linguists shall be singing while dancing,
All I know it is to be so because months will have elapsed.
Here now scared I am,
To what the language will change to,
For this quiz storms my head and fills it with problems,
Help en we determine what will the language be,
When years elapse………………………………
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