Lunga Mokoena Poet Dramatic Verse

I Am Me

Hush or softly brush things you'd flush 
Push through being rubbish, don't crush. 
On bush opinions are not worth a rush, 
On my mind such advises would flash...

I never got to be a teen from thirteen; 
I became parents' parent from eighteen. 
Fighting battles parents failed to win, 
Changed curse from being product of sin 
To being a blessing in disguise, 
And some goodness to disgust.

My strength is built-in with nipples 
They feed on with suction of dimples. 
My hard labour's sweat is beverage: 
Drunk to flex way above the average. 

I am a replacement of God's mirror 
On Christ everlasting era to erase error.

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