Song Of The Guitar String Poem by Niki Nicholas Nkuna

Small and living particles of the same kind
Telling tales of various magnitudes
Missing links with their own decorative star lights
Telling their own tales to scarce questions from the ignoramuses

The most beautiful and ugly ones emitting
Rainbow sparkles enjoying exciting lives
Those that fall alongside the road and get passed by
Equally had a story to tell but ignored
Because they had monotonous stories to tell
Where they’ve been and where they’ve landed

The comforting effect is the uniformity of the magnitude
The break out, the scares and origin
This is a song of the guitar string
Sewing the origin of the families and the sparse to a tribe
N Nkuna,14 January 2014