Litnet

Words spoke as my concious clicked! With a poke Emotions commanded Loud the inner soul shouted Yet my mind whispered And poetry conquered Word is what I wrote The song of sounds Is what kept note And so I became! My heart predilected And my pen reflected In papers the lines were neglected But in mine, a poet was moulded And a writter was founded And so I became! Shivering the leaves of reality Blowing the storms of possibility And flowing the wave of capability Talent was therefore born And obstacles were all torn And so I became At the university of Johannesburg studied economics But continue to expose all kinds of social politics The human slavery in Africa The days of childhood in Africa The love for Africa And the life in Africa And so I became It is in the wisdom of elders Within the optimism of builders It is in the boiling mind of words I atter The delicious lines filled with butter I raised my head and turned on the light I saw poetry in real words of genuine sight Then I praised literature And gave respect to its nature And so I became Yes! Ofcause I became It is in the splendid identity The honorable resemblance of indemnity The days of waking up early in the morning And singing glory to ages of word mining It is in the love of all sights That lives me with loud gliding light That bright it shines the darkness of the heart And so reflects the values I got from the hut