Breaking the Quietness

At dawn all is discreet, All roads are ready quiet, All the streets are silent, Quietness reigns universally. Birds in the bush are benumbed. Various sounds transcend the land, As the light grows, the day wakes up, The sun will build to sting and stump. Sparrows are now singing in trees. Pedestrians are passing to invade the streets. You see one, two and three cars, And the noise is building in ears. Together with the folks’ voice, The sleeping noise is woken up. So, quietness becomes bumpy, But we’ll familiarize and go for life Poem by Mugisho NT