During the bang and the silent times, the car moves in skewed fashion
To gain balance we need to let the silent time be heard
All the talkative and the reticent are equal in the lead of need
There are no stars except the coy and daring
There are no stars except the bang-bang and the quietude
Sometimes the coy got trapped under the heavy sound of entertainment
The heavy sound of the show of arrogance in daring
July 2013, N Nkuna
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem