Do Not Blame My Brother. Poem by Thabani Khumalo

Do not blame my brother
for he too has a living being.
Do not blame my brother for who he is!
He knows there is a cheer above any joy -
that has to be achieved in this religious life;
there is a glorious life to only be happy about.

Now my brother can smell the breeze of life in his pointed nose,
which is why he determinedly survives to feel it on his skin.
All my brothers are holy and all my sisters are holy too.

My great grandmother was carefully raised
under a stringent prescription of the Holy Bible`s precepts.
Down this line,
I was also trained up in the in the way I must always walk.
My name is Thabani Khumalo,
I am a Holy man.