Bonga Zikalala

Rookie - 0 Points [BONGS]


I am the son of Afrika
Tall, dark and fearless
I am well baked by the African sun
Nourished by the fruits mother nature
Inhaling the aroma of the sweet winds of Africa
Colourful skies shelter my curl peach black hair

I belong in this house.
I match, I withstand, I love, I care

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