Siyabonga A Nxumalo
Siyabonga A Nxumalo (South Africa)
Biography of Siyabonga A Nxumalo
Siyabonga A Nxumalo Poems
I Am An African
Not because im black. But because my heart warms And tears run down my face When i think about AFRICA.
Home Sweet Home
Dusty roads greeted me With a smile. Welcoming me back, I'm home,
Across These Oceans....
You are my brother, Even though we're Miles apart.
I Am Me!
I am unique, an irreplaceable human being. The first me and the last. I am God's creature, no one will ever replace me.
The sound of your voice Echoes in my mind day and night, Its like a sweet lullaby.
I though it was triumph. I rejoiced thinking Our suffering was gone.
A Poem For Her!
I can smell the Nice scent, of a Freshly cut grass.
I Was Born...
I was born to be a dark horse, Not a misfit. I was born to be a hero,
It is only a phase, Like clouds tomorrow It will be gone.
Hours passed by, Days quickly ran by, Weeks waved their goodbyes in a hurry, Months slowly went by, smilling and fading away.
The hills and stones Are still the same my love, But my life has changed.
Campaigns have begun, All of a sudden they care a Great deal about us... Ha! ha!
Those tears running Down your face, Will cease.
Show Me My Africa!
Show me my origin... Show me my land... Show me my Africa...
I cried and loughed,
I fought and forgave
I shouted and whispered,
I needed fullfilment