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Poem "Who am I?":
- written September 2009
- published November 4, 2009
- viewed 20 times

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»I grew up/Golden egg«
»I love you«
»I miss you dear«
»Innocent as a lamb«
»It's over«
»Just Like a Tattoo«
»L.I.F.E.«
»Lesson of better life«
»Let love shine«
»Let me die peacefully«
»Let me sing«
»Letter to your mom... Part two«
»Love at a first sight«
»Marring the death«
»Maybe you never existed«
»My mom, a hero«
»Never love her again«
»Never loved you better«
»No future«
»Pure as white«
»Scenario«
»Serenade«
»Still Growing«
»Summer love«
»That tone of music«
»The bad master«
»The broken-hearted boy«
»The world mourns for you«
»Thinking about you«
»To be tied on her mother's apron strings«
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»Who am I?«

by Happy Mhlongo

Through the holy water flattering in the desert
And the lions that eat green leaves and dessert
Who am I to this world?
That shows no shame, death only
Who am I to this land?
That provides nothing but sorrow, sore and onions in eyes
Where shall I hide?
When my brothers kill us for money
Which orphan shall I embrace?
Because there are too many on the pavement
And which love must I offer you?
Because the love I have it's forever lasting,
And does not deserve anyone except me.
Who am I to love you?
With the scars on my frown face
That blackness I got all over me
Same say it represents me
And some say it represents me as a true African.
And I've never done the same thing perfectly before.
Who am I to give you my love?
You're better than me
I'm from rural, poverty where there is no future
You're more beautiful than me, and got nothing in common.

I'm Mr. Nothing
Who forces to live a better life.
I'm Mr. Stupid
Who sees everything as change?
I'm not naughty
I just strive for a better life, future.
Who am I to be in this strange world
I deserve nothing but death.
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  •  Maureen Direro: "Dude,you are who you think yourself as...in other words you are your own trendsetter..."
  •  Happy Mhlongo: "Thanks Kelebs'....."
  •  Kelebogile Mathebula: "you are who you want to be, there is atleast little more space for you to occupy, life is like that, an opportunity to be your own signature....you are you and that is enough :)"