New Dance Poem by Husna Chikwela

New Dance



Dance,
I don't like this chance,
They play with no balance.

Tightly and short cloth,
No respect to both,
Up to twelve fourth.

They play with no torch,
Other steal their pouch,
Oh God! We can't reach.

If they remove their cash,
I answered in harsh,
Sitting until they finish.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It shows in how new tradition dance which is not accepted in our community. It was being prepared in January 2019
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