The Day! (After Yersteday!) Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Birds sing an unlistened song,
cars play an unplayed instrument,
the sun smilles and dances to the sun,
clouds overjoyed and clap to the sound,
and so the african son amused,

he talk the silence,
and silence the talking,
when the world silences by talking,
he rejoice to the glitter and glean of the day,
it all becomes an untold history,
alas it is a brandnew day!

i cry but shed no tear,
i laugh a muted sound,
i smile unrecognised,
and smell with enuy natural day,

well!
the is no accounting in taste,
but i bow and taste the soil,
lift my head and see the shadow,
beyond is light,
above the shining sky,
messagin to the windy shivering trees,
as if the storm is over,
yes! its a brandnew day!

a pregnant day with twins,
my joy and my happiness,
if you cant beat them join them
it is a brandnew day!