Sarah Mkhonza Quotes
''When you see a dark corner, flash a light to someone. They will catch it and shine it back. The world will be brighter and better after you leave.''Thanks to my teachers and the work they did in me. Mrs. Mdwara, Gordon Thomas, Obita Skhosana, Malachi Makhubela 'The Old Timer', and others.
''The power of a loud sneeze is not in who did the sneezing but, but how far it is heard.''Reach out and change the world. Write and not talk because that will be read everywhere. Viva Poets and Writers!
''Develop webbed feet because you can walk on land and water.''In honor of the ducks and what they teach us.
''Do not sing into someone's ear. Whisper or they will push you away.''Being humane
''Power-steering your life. You are the driver. Fuel it with words of power and not make your circumstances drain you. In you is a power force.''Power
''When you hear the lowveld sentinel run. There will be no excuse for you heard it.''self
''When joy becomes a rare commodity, whisper the word into the sand. It will answer back as it did in the past. For that is when you saw joy, for you looked hard into the sand. And sprinkled joy all over with your feet,''self.
''Your hand has five fingers, which all turn when you turn the key that opens the door and lets you in. Your team can work like your hand.''self
''Don't bite too deep into a peach or you will break a tooth.''Sarah Mkhonza
''When love sinks, it sinks deep. When it rises it rises real high. Watch out for the signs of sinking.''self
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So Long Ago It Was
I sit at the end of the yard
I see the true end of the string
Long, winding it goes
Leading my thoughts through the needle
Sewing a spectacle called my life
In a home meant to be mine forever
Yet taken from me by time.
I see the trees green and solid
Painted in the space that shows
We lived, loved and laughed there
For we knew not that we were
The thread that was held
In the hands of the sewer turned time
We walked into the mud puddles
After the rains bare footed
And felt the cold earth underneath.
We heard the sounds after the ...
The Time I Never Lived
It was raining blows.
It was mincing words.
It was bouncing on me.
It was grinding me.
It was bashing me.
It was painting me.
The whip of her words
Turning me this way and that,
Pushing me away always.