To Music Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

They Say Music The Food Of Soul
i smile and conceive the delighted role
that when played it reveals the truth
when played the honest are availed with not much less loyalty
when played the loud joy is prevailed with senate
then with a sophistication i bless with less sarcasm

They say music the food of soul
i gaze the indemnity with not much sorrow
it its warmth every spieces sweat
to such i suffer a pressumtion to the fertility of such a big land
that within, i groom kinds and kinds of lyricswritten and delivered to the mighty sound by word.
its called good music