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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Agustin Avatar
February 21, 2025 at 4:14 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.
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