The African Son Glides Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

to elders he respect
under realistic rules he perfects
orders strength with patience
conquers foes with confidence
so much expected of his mature
too much needed of his nature
conspicuous eyes an African Son glides!

runs and roars like a tiger
laughs and lutes like a bird
honest to his kindness
loyal to his stubbornness
so long he longs for wisdom
for long strives for success
conspicuous eyes an African son glides!

an ancient mind of inabilities
such anxious heart of possibilities
that he climbs with pride
then denotes his cultures
yet lives for his tradition
a standing ovation!

are you an African son?
he cries not to wounds
he dispense not to scars
spites the evil lights
hates the evil sparks
conspicuous eyes an African Son glides!

arts in his intelligence
a kingdom of no redundancy
a divine world of innovation
enhanced in terms of denotation
thus music to his soul he enjoys
mixed lyrics to mind he bind
a true definition!

he extremes to extinction
leads with an elephant memory
controls with dirty hands of good
a bird flying low
but high enough not to be recognized
he lives in Africa and calls Africa home,
yes! min mind and spirit
a standing ovation!

becomes a prince to his father
that son is is what his mother refers
an example to his siblings
a secret admire of no faulse to the fantasy world
he lives Africa and so speaks
he dreams an African dream and true it becomes
he is the son to the land because
conspicuous eyes an African son glides