Anele TheAfrikanSon kaMthethungqongqo Potelwa

Rookie - 0 Points (1992 March 03 / South Africa (eDutywa, Mfenguland, staying in Cape Town))

The Song (My Culture) - Poem by Anele TheAfrikanSon kaMthethungqongqo Potelwa

I Sing it with pride!
I sing it with love!
I sing it with origin!
I Sing it genuinely!

Allong strong delight,
Which neither divided or subtracted,
reveals my true identity in multiple,
it hypnotises the soul i begot from the soil,
distinguished amongst other songs,
cannot be languished!
cannot be banished!
Culture O! Song,

I Sang It Before!
I Sing It Now!
As I will sing it then!

Allong strong delight,
a part of a human art to my site,
you run away from the lyrics,
however draws you nearer with its pleasant noise,
when the wind blows,
just like fire it glows,
cannot waste its taste with conotation,
cannot erase its denotation,
I live by the song,
guided by it for so long,
Culture O! Song!

Like hip-hop
I Sing to,
Like Drums,
I Dance to it,
Like a book,
the story read never ends,
My Culture!
My Pride!

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 9, 2011

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