Greetings Poem by Thabani Khumalo

Greetings in the name of the most high Tman kiry.
You can call me Thabani Khumalo: That is if you can't call me The Barmbyn Bhoza or simply call me The gorgeous guy.
Life has only lectures or lessons of a degree. Once again I'm about to launch a swinging kick to the mind and flab it wide open. For I have walked through infernal gates and have become the Magus of the Aeon already begun; I am the bearer of the light. Tizzo conducting a lesson with eyes from over and above; a sight beyond the sky,
I teach about a fate beyond a destiny.