Anele TheAfrikanSon kaMthethungqongqo Potelwa
Anele The Son - Poem by Anele TheAfrikanSon kaMthethungqongqo Potelwa
The son of a lion in forest,
open your ears!
open your ears!
for the son has stepped in the pulpit!
for the son has called to listen!
Be the smile of the sun in the summer breeze,
Be the fastest tortoise amongst the slowest tigers,
Be the African Dream in an African Sleep,
Oh Yes! Open!
Open Your Ears!
Open you ears and let the son speak to you,
In So The mind will enjoy the delight!
Be the the superhero whose obligation is by the world of human,
Be the mouse chasing the cats in battle field,
Oh Yes! Did You Get That?
Be the tiny shining sparks in the dark curve,
Be childish in mind but enigmaticaly proud,
Be Intelligent but extremely optimistic,
Yes! Oh! Yes! Come close!
Open your ears!
and you ears shall be opened,
Be the dark Sports Of a leopard,
Be the future of the past by the present,
Be A The Pride of your naitive land,
i am who i am,
and i like the smile i display
I am a Son! And With He, Open Your Ears,
And be proud
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