Still I will make it .. Out of history’s shame ,I made it From a past rooted in pain , I made it From abundance .I still made it Even from heartache I made it You know why? I am like a seed rooted in fertilisers. Even life showers heavy rains on me But is not clever enough to realise that it is growing me . I flourish regardless of any circumstance. Indeed I am a rare kind,a peculiar notion. Problems don’t break me .I simply bend and bounce back to original, to even a better shape once I’m sorted. I believe that when greatness is destined for me ,it will come and snatch me to where I belong ,because noboby can manipulate fate! Yes ,life does throw lemon’s I do fall but never on my back but on my knees. You know God, God...is that master captain who always steers me back to where I belong. Even through the storm ,I keep my crown intact because life will not reduce its conditions to favour my wishes. I simply need t
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HER HIGHNESS,MY QUEEN She is an extra-ordinary 2 in 1 mom. I've been blessed with an amazing woman who is always the first person i talk to everyday. She is miles away but I sense her warmth regardless of the distance. She is one person who stands with me through the challenges life throws , then celebrates my victories with me.. Mampinge is more than a mom but a friend indeed,my number one supporter,my pillar.. I didn't just grow bt i was raised by woman who puts all her trust in God. She is one person who sacrifices all the pleasures of life to afford me a better future. Like every other day ,I salute and appreciate her efforts. May she forever remember that her hardwork isn't in vain.. Mampinge is truely an epitome of unconditional love..
CRY MY BELOVED NATION-AFRICA Being African goes far beyond the colour of my skin.It awakens my conscious when its children are dying of pandemics,it awakens my conscious when its children go to bed on empty stomachs.My heart bleeds at the sight of African children dying of hunger .Yes,at this point there is nothing I can do but ohh holy Messiah, help me to help your children .To me,Melanin is just one of the scientific terms that I do not really pay attention to.From Cape to Cairo ,we are one.African sorrow is my sorrow too. My heart bleeds at the sight of African childrens dreams shattering because of the loss of hope.Drugs having their way in destroying African families.Ndimana ndiziva ndibuza kumdali ukuba,Usishiya ngantoni na sitshabalala nje L It is the most painful thing being born in a hopeless land where there is no hope of a brighter future. How cruel is the world? Depriving an innocent angel basic resources. WHERE HAVE WE GONE WRONG??