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Echoes of the seriti
Standing on the edge, ke kgojana ntle fase, A small prince watching the world spin past me.Ka thoko ka thoko, I walk the thin line, Searching for a spark, a breakthrough, a sign. But the road is unforgiving, mokgotha o a nkgoromeletša, Pushing me into the dark where the shadows gather. Down into khwiti ya go lahlega, the lost abyss, A place where the path and the purpose dismiss. Gongwe go fela go sele, I pray for the dawn, Waiting for the heavy, stormy night to be gone. But the quiet is heavy, the silence is loud, Walking through the noise of an indifferent crowd.Khupamarama e tletse ka mpa, the secrets I hold, Unspoken stories, truths left untold. It’s a weight in the belly, a ache in the chest, A restless soul that is searching for rest. Now moepologelong ke ribame, I bow to the floor, At the place of digging, I can’t take any more. The labor is deep, the soil is cold, But this isn't the end of the story foretold. Look closely, bona, I break through the shroud,Eupša seriti se tlosetsa ka godimo—above the cloud! My spirit is leaping, my aura will rise, No longer defeated
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