Singing Queen Of Poetry Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

When you sing songs of a nation,
And weep the tears of a nation,
And cry the lament of a nation,
And dance the dances of a nation,
Who will tell you that you are on,
An everlasting sing song, which
Lands you on your own see-saw,
Going up and down as the nation,
Breathes in its ways unusual?

It is by laughing the laughter,
Of a nation and joking the jokes,
Of the nation that we can have
A joker, a queen and a king,
All ruled by the queen of poetry,
That reigns in your heart, which
Says yours is a king without
A crown, for kings and queens
Of poetry, only exist on paper.
Write more and rule more for
Yours is a kingdom where success
Is measured by the words you
Cause to rhyme, the way nature
Does as it saunters along daily,
Leaving us weaving the next skirt,
To wear to the next dance, of the
Queens of poetry.