So silent!
So silent is this thunder
Like an arrow on its own journey
That only ravages and scathes when a stranger strays into its path.
Brought from the hurrying clouds from the West,
It hunts upon earth
Like the hunter of talent who eventually made a kill
Of the elusive Bushbuck in the legend.
In the victim is its rumbling
this soundless thunder that makes the choicest and most wily of grown up women
Walk like cats!
2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem