People waited long,
but my mom couldn't wait longer.
Time was slow then but it's now at its peak.
I kept my eyes open to see this day.
Bongani Agreement waited for it before he passed, Patric cheered his day longer than I can remember.
Vuyani couldnt wait longer than anyone.
I respect that but it was the day.
The day I can't even remember,
maybe I dont even know it,
all I know is we were both three.
How do I celebrate this day without them?
Are they now cheering for me?
I thank God for each day that pass by,
but still I live to see the day.
And in honour of my twin brother,
I stand on the edge of a valley to glimpse the beautiful sorrows of my past as I celebrate my and our 21st birthday.
The only way to shroud this is to be loud.
AND SCREAM
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