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Nqubeko chase Sithole

Rookie (22 NOVEMEBER 1993 / PIETERMARITZBURG)

Love take me home


Take me back to where it all began
Take me back to the first of where we ran
Take me back to Africa, where I see the diverse culture's falling in love
With their beautiful difference's.
Although I sometimes want to be alone and celebrate you, my love,
I want to go home before I die.

This life of falling in love gives me ‘suicidal romance'
We've gone too far, let's go back.
It was back in Africa where I found you, ‘my love'
It is back in Africa where I want you to take me ‘my love'.

It was back in Africa where I wanted to make you my wife before I die.
The beauty of Africa reflected in your eyes, yet so dark and yet so far.
Although sometimes I want to be alone and celebrate you, ‘my love'
Please take me home before I die.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2012

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This poem was inspired by a young boy who had a dream of getting married to a western woman. He was african. He fell for an american girl, only to wake up one morning to realise he never loved her, he just wanted to achive a dream of a western woman. so he prayed to god and asked for an african rooted woman. His prayer was full of anger and 'LOVE TAKE ME HOME' was his prayer.

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