All it took was a cast
As the spirit flowed
And all was left is the past
As memories were just a load
Respect I give to the lovers of art
For I know, that in me they will play their part
With my lovely brains
The airport of ideas
Flying like blowing flames
Yet deeper that the mine of De beers
Respect I give to the teachers of literature
Whose obligation is to form a brighter future
I throw respect to all elders
Yes! It being a duty to my life
Giving praise to my builders
And continue to do what I love
Respect I give to elders of and experts of poetry
Because one day I will form part of the dignitory
Superb piece of art man, your brushes did wonders here....yes it took those people to instil in us this impetus, they lit that flame that will burn on after we are long gone...your legacy will live forever in the minds of millions across the globe and books in libraries...thanks for making me feel special, just for a day..
You are a very decent poet.You're expressing your values through your poems.
With poems like this you will surely be remembered. Some great lines, 'thr airport of ideas flying blowing flames', terrific stuff.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful poem.Great values fearlessly expressed