Haba Haber Huba Poem by Sir Tshiamo Modise

I am not shy I am not!

It is just that whenever I gaze at your face
My mind executes words that do this beauty some injustice
Until I am out of words, you or anyone in this planet understand

When you said I have an indistinct enunciation problem
The initial high self-esteem I had responded positively to the law of gravity
I found myself asking God to help me speak mirror
So that my words can reflect the unique you
The only thesaurus holding the unexploited words I used to describe such beauty

I am not shy I am not!