I'm just the boy who grew up
Without a father,
Only granny and Mumm had to
Give me ipapa,
Even though kubuhlungu
Give me ipapa,
Even though kubuhlungu
I can't push a blame kuBaba,
Who am i?
I'm the past of my yesterday,
The survivor of today,
The future of my tomorrow,
The wishes of my daily dreams,
Who am i?
I'm the guy like you,
A person who wants the best
Out of the rest in life,
I'm the victim of the circumstances,
A word of wisdom
That needs to heard in kingdom,
Who am i?
If wishes were to become true,
I would wish to unite with Ubaba,
And always assembled with Umama,
Ngiyintandan' esandleni sikaBaba,
Ngingumduduzi kuMama,
Ngingubani?
Ngingumtwana kwabangizalayo,
Umngani kwabangikhonzileyo,
Isitha kwabangizondileyo,
I was born
A poet that poets the poems of poetry
Who am i?
Who am i?
Who am i?
You are an African blessed with a talent nurtured by your past, maturing every day and written through to infinity.
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Thank you
Dr. NTULI they say a bad beggining makes a good ending mf2, You poem describes us all as especially we as youth lot has been suffered from same consequences. You are an inspirational mf2
ReplyDeletethats tight mfana it relates to me n i will neva be like da fadas of da past
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