Hlengiwe Khanyisile Zulu

Still wondering trying to understand my title? well that just a name of my QUEEN, that is my sister. Hlengiwe the lady who raised me and my subligs, in times of deaath, sorrow and weakenesses, In times of hunger , poorer and anger, She always hold our hands and say, "together we can do it" In days where we lost hope, she helped us restore it. She became a mother to us when our own left the world. We were all young , but she managed to parent us. When days turn tough she prayed tough, because no one helped her to be tough, Only God restored , caltivated and motivated her. Young as she was she maneged untill we bacame old, With her prayers and love we grew well. Look at me now im grown and i am able to write this poetry. THANK YOU SISTER HLENGIWE KHANYISILE ZULU