In silence, I monitor an undernourished baby's cry
When a mosquito hovering near my mosquito net
Maneuvers near a cot to bite the baby and to fly a lie
In which the gnat believes when it misses the target.
In silence, I gather my thoughts
When in the confines of my bedroom
Pictures and videos of daily failures and noughts
Assail my modus operandi, urging me to anticipate a boom.
In silence, I discard the din of the ratrace
Pitting one protagonist against an antagonist
Whose machinations waylay every trace
Of progressive initiatives to promote a pacific pianist.
In silence, I watch in horror the indifference
Society displays when gender based violence holds sway
Deleting any progress women register to reach a confluence
Where domestic issues resolve differences everyday.
In silence, my heart bleeds when a child repelled by parental neglect
Runs into streets of Kitwe Business District to a life of brutality
Sleeping in the open, feeding and scavenging for food crumbs tycoons elect
To discard with scorn, a semblance of extravagance and immaturity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem