Listen..... Poem by ndeethe motekase

Ba heso nkutloeng, qomatsi e hlaile,
Moholoane o nsiile
Seboko saka hase hlomole phakoe
EmpA nna ke mang ho hlakisa litaba
Baholo ba ile
Ke Maoto ke oka litlhabela, tlhetlheko tsa motsheare metsoalle loting, pina ea ntimella, ke tla binela mang?
To the song I narrate before bed,
Listen to it's rhythmic sound,
It's behaviour is mindless,
Nka binela mang oa he so ansiile lepalapaleng?
It's the only melody I drew in the morning before hurt was instilled
It's the only hun I sing in sesotho to ask
For guidance
Ntate kemang atlang ka Wena
Utshoanetsoe ke thoriso
Need I say more because my words are failing me
My actions are overshadowing my mind
Who do I narrate this story to?
It is a ballard they never believed.
Ke mosotho ngoana moshoeshoe
Mathata hakea roale hlohong
EmpA my body says a lot
It's the shape I only know
EmpA ramasedi o ne a iketlile
Pina ele ya mohla letsholo la banna
I did tell I am a mosotho
One th8ng that differentiates me from my mental illness to who I am..listen.


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