This movie is the most attractive one I have ever seen
I want to watch it all the time, during the week and on weekends
I guess the screen is also fond of my eyes and presence
I wonder who will be the first to ask for eye rest or bum rest
Can one bare to see nothing for a minute, a day, a week or a month?
This is inevitable for honesty or for a lie
The sound and flash lights will definitely annoy
The sound will disturb the equanimity of the ear, the mind and heart
The lights will perturb the rest of the eye and the flash of the mind
Now I’m afraid of the sound of the foot steps
The sound of people’s voices which often sound like the movie sound
Afraid of the flashing lights of cars let alone the lightening
That threatens the beat of my heart and the twinkle of my eye
Heavy on my shoulders and knees are all my wanderings outside the cinema
All the time dragging along a reluctant heart
It is hurting behind and I’m distracted
I struggle to see the beauty of nature
This keeps on flashing past before me like the roadside objects
That often beat any passing vehicle good bye
Without a second look back to give other objects the flashing light
My body is far ahead of my heart and mind
No wonder I hurt all the time
Because I can only see with my mind and trust with my heart
No wonder I suffer collisions all the time
Albeit I could keep the excuses to myself
This spite manhood or womanhood
Funny enough I sustained internal injuries
That can only be healed by respect
That can only be healed by love
That can only be healed by the presence of touch
That can only be healed by the presence of sight
NNkuna,25 June 2013, on a plane to Durban
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem