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 © Nokuphiwa Mpanza | Year Posted 2016
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