Sanele Babysam Makaula

I'M An African - Poem by Sanele Babysam Makaula

I speak in different forms
Turn from black 2 white.
Sitting on the street corner
Staring at all successful businessmen
Driving past me as though they were passing through a potplant
Wishing dat some day, someone would notice me
I look around and i see giants around me
I ask myself
'why, why am i stil here, is theree any hope for me? '
Then suddenly, the world turns around
It feels like a dream as i drive past the same corner
That was once a home to me
And is still a home to my brothers and sisters.

Gettin all the publicity that anyone could dream of
I look at the world from a different perspective
But i think of nothing and no one but my fame & wealth.
Worried about how many people would ask for my autograph
Wonderin how i'd spend my money
While there's thousands of needy people out there
Who'd be more than grateful for what seems to me
as just a piece of bread.

I question myself
'isn't this the life i used to live?
Are these people sleeping on naked dust,
Dressed in plastic bags and
feeding on crumbs because they want to? '

Then i realize that i have all the answers,
I just need 2 search from within
And find it in my heart to be selfless and generous
And make this world a better place for all...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010

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