Night Riders Poem by Goodenough Sakhile Dlamini

Land breeze hit the surface with calm of nature
Trees moving accordingly with without any sound
Smell like nature is alive but some humans are deceased
Acting vividly in a silent of peace land
It a small place buffered of piece land
That has species on it that had a different way of life
Different culture, different experiences of life
Difference perspective about life
But all in one purpose of one and a same thing
As many as not over crowded
As all waiting to be crowned
Sacrifice the sleeping on their single beds,
and ride the close mid night ride to the place;
To the place where knowledge is accumulated
Not only to accumulate knowledge to them but,
also to each other.
Society of a small extra city