Lend me a pen
Lend me a pen, Xhosa's reverberates in me, with honour, one kneel on the ground, hail the tongue clicks, yesterday I was my mom's lil boy, today I woke up a husband, Eastern cape transformed me to a man, shivers down my spine, refusing reality to kick in, less I be consumed in this disbelief of being a better half
They said Sisonke, my mind at awe, I too in this, us, her shrill voice at constant loggerheads with goosebumps on my body
lower the impact, I beg. Still, I need the zest for the rest of our lives
Xhosa's click those tounges, some foreign spirit evokes in me, at every click, poetic essence of exquisitiveness nurtures my soul
At the back of my head weariness dingles, prayed for a woman, up until I unwrapped the seed germinating with every pass of each day, the longevity of ceaseless admiration, gasping at every turn, you are way more than I have asked,
Overwhelmed with every breath taken in your presence, ease off my love, I'm in palpitations of my awe, please tell me this ecstasy ain't a dream,
Xhosa's recite more, if the last breath I'd shed with your daughter, seal every entry in and out of me, bolt me here, shackle me here, drown me here, in the Xhosa kraal my soul lies at peace, adopt me with my whole pedi being,
in the Eastern cape, my tracks, because of my heart, my ancestors have built a bond to last for eternity
Xhosa's praise your totems, if I say I'm not sold, pretending is not for me, Sisonke in this
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