Sicelo Sithole Poems
Are you shining because you rime with the word star?
Or is it your beauty, hidden in the wonders of who you really are
I, myself wonder how far
They will go, to destroy your beauty written upon the blue skies
They tried before, by hiding your life in books
But God rested still in your mind and preserved your precious looks
I guess you are who you are to me, an old dream to my hands that never dies
Half Around The World
Half around the world with no internet
What a beautiful way to freely connect
With these bits of coins owned by native tongues, my life I bet
To be a citizen of the world, living comfortably on the wages I get
Half around the world with all the dreams in my age I have spent
I finally return to my senses, only to see the dead watching the sunset.