Ukulele The Four String Guitar Poem by Sizwe Detroy

The finger tips touchs the strings and transport the sound to its destination.

While am trying to concentrate in order to be tranqualised by the waves and vibrations.

Ukulele
I devote my attention by constracting relaxation to the ukulele motion.
It trims my heart by its extraterrestial sounds, when they reach my heart they jeopardize my feelings with love, thats the ukulele.

Ukulele the four string guiter that makes me ngimuhleke, ow never ngimuhlebele about my ukulele.
Ukulele my litle soul seed, four stringed guitar, you are as i pleased.
No any other instrumental version shall ever portrait as your day of invention,
Ukulele.