Ofentse Mercy Hajane
Ofentse Mercy Hajane Poems
- I Am An African Child I am an African child. How do I...
- Regret (English-Sotho Poem) Frozen in the depth of death. A ...
- Depth Of My Love Rivers of my love runs deeep in our ...
- Non Omnis Moriar Black my blood is White my bones ...
- Death: Lady Death Down the dark domain Sat Death in solitude...
- A Letter To My Ancestors Looking sharply at the setting ...
- Awkward Life It must be an awkward life Not knowing the ...
Ofentse Mercy Hajane was reared in Munsieville; a little township located west of Mogalecity formerly known as Krugersdorp, just few kilometers off the outskirts of Johannesburg (Jozi) in 1992 the 23rd of April; under the sign of the mighty brave bull. He is currently residing in his birth place (his Afo-rui-ka) . Indeed a bull never leaves its kraal unless there’s a greener pasture out there. In 2010 he succeeded in finishing his 12th grade in Thuto-Lefa Secondary School. Like all restless post-matriculates he ventured into the world of work, where he got into a community project (CWP) . A year after he enrolled in a college (Westcol College) in pursue of a dream. Besides dreams do not ... more »
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I Am An African Child
I am an African child.
How do I know this?
Because I listen to sounds of life long lived.
Do not cite me any parchment of thine god,
For we all know there's no such.
I know that because I am an African child.
When you wake up in the morning,
I ask you not to pray for me,
'cause prayer can never be traded in for food,
Nor for love.
I am an African child,
When they said hide the truth in the book,
They also hid a lie besides it.
Three guesses what my brother chose!
I know this because ...