Still Can Dance Poem by Sir Karabo Dabest

While i was alone thinking to myself what greatness god surved upon me,
The greatest adventure of life i treasured, the pressure and problems he made me to go through,
Some become tough and some rough.
I stood back and thought to myself that there's no good without bad,
instead i chafed n pulled myself up on my feets again,
And phrased that is a remain.
I wanted to dance for warriors, and pretend that imma warriate.
Get lost in the jungle and dance to climax,
Watching those doves flew free, while im shaking my body to those drums that roars.
He is once, always and forever will be my strengh.
God thank you.....