I took few rands in my pocket and bought a 660ml of castle lite not only to remember the class of Charles Glass but to enjoy the moment.
In a process of emptying a bottle of creativity, I got 4% of alcohol in to my stomach to digest yet got myself in meeting with me, It was just for a little while before I level up a bottom of bottle with my forehead.
It was a story of that day and the night was so young, sitting in a good side of music played, i had fun among many we danced to the popular song like we know each other.
I still remember that day well. Poet Matlapa Maphologela
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem