Siyabonga A Nxumalo
Biography of Siyabonga A Nxumalo
Siyabonga A Nxumalo Poems
I Am An African
Not because im black. But because my heart warms And tears run down my face When i think about AFRICA.
Home Sweet Home
Dusty roads greeted me With a smile. Welcoming me back, I'm home,
Across These Oceans....
You are my brother, Even though we're Miles apart.
I Am Me!
I am unique, an irreplaceable human being. The first me and the last. I am God's creature, no one will ever replace me.
The sound of your voice Echoes in my mind day and night, Its like a sweet lullaby.
I though it was triumph. I rejoiced thinking Our suffering was gone.
A Poem For Her!
I can smell the Nice scent, of a Freshly cut grass.
I Was Born...
I was born to be a dark horse, Not a misfit. I was born to be a hero,
Hours passed by, Days quickly ran by, Weeks waved their goodbyes in a hurry, Months slowly went by, smilling and fading away.
It is only a phase, Like clouds tomorrow It will be gone.
Campaigns have begun, All of a sudden they care a Great deal about us... Ha! ha!
Show Me My Africa!
Show me my origin... Show me my land... Show me my Africa...
The hills and stones Are still the same my love, But my life has changed.
Those tears running Down your face, Will cease.
My Wish For You!
</>I wish you to see things differently,
I wish you to do things differently,
I wish you to cry, but not with pain,
But tears of joy.
I wish you to walk tall and hold your head high.
I wish you to scream louder, not becouse you're
Scared but becouse you're happy.
I wish you to embrace life as it comes.