Twenty years ago
It when it started
In my mothers womb
It where it started
At first I was not there
Then I was there but young and innocent
Nginqakwa ngapha nangapha
Here and there people talked of my beauty 8
It was nice being young
Impilo was full of promises
And the future looking bright
Sunshine was the color of my future 12
With the instructions from adult I lived my life
Without questioning the reasons and motives
Ngangiyalwa ngilalele iziyalo. 15
And today I am bearing the fruits of my decisions
For living life responsible
I now have the great end of my life 18
Life is a journey
A longer than long journey
But at least now I am toward the end of it.
Sengiyazizwa izigi, ngiyayizwa inhlokomo
Jesus is coming to fetch me
(to all people out there abangakalungisi indlela yabo noNkulunkulu ...this poem goes to them.Lungisa Mtanasekhaya
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