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»A Southern Proverb«

by Anonymous, May 25, 2020

You paint your face in pale shades,
Transform your skin,
Fake hair,
Fake nails,
Fake accent
Because you were told you are too black.

Society convinced you do not fit in,
Yet from the ancestral origin,
You were born with the rising sun.
But you chose to settle in the west.
Adopted a life by the merchant ship
Sailing through the windy oceans
You forgot about Africa.

You are the soul that rumbles the belly of the earth,
Tumbles the mountains of Modimolle,
Flows through the rivers of Limpopo,
Settles dust in the deserts of the khoi.

Your heritage lives in you,
Remember your name as Nokukhanya,
The light bearer of the nation
Bare footed, you kneel and worship the ground
The ground that named you Bontle,
The beauty of Africa.
You were born here

And you will die here.
In Africa
As a child of the soil.

Written: November 2017
Tags: Biographical Emotions Love Personal Politics Spiritual

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