The Last Kick of a Flying Horse, Not the Last Kick of a Dying Horse
- matric dance 2017
We are Ambassadors,
We are Ambassadors Embarking on a new journey,
Reaching out, towards the future
That is glittering like the sun
Its warmth melts resolutions of today
We could mold awards for tomorrow
Walking on a new track
Leaving better tracks for our brothers and sisters
The first 3 laps we've ran with fears
Now let's pause and oil up the gears,
Before hitting the lap that is the last
Destiny is not a precast
We kiss no frogs,
Excellence's delegates
We bite a bunch of disposals
2017 is ours or the hard way
Flocking for the future,
Becoming a rainbow on the color grey
Becoming the delight of the day
Sweeping the dreams in one place,
Not forgeting to keep more sweat on the face
Bitterness fading, eating sweetness, I call that being fruitful
It is in our hands to make the future beautiful
We only got one chance,
But before we can - let's have a dance!
Copyright © Khazamula Mhlongo | Year Posted 2017
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