Wilma Neels Poet Narrative

'the Multi-Hued Beauty'

Situated on the Southern tip of Africa
Where two oceans meet, lies my country of birth
A rainbow nation is what we are called
With eleven official languages
and many diverse cultures
it is not difficult to grasp why...
 
Skeptics said we would never make it, 
against all odds we did,
Apartheid part of our history
a history we will never forget,
A history, we certainly should never disregard.
 
The budding King Protea,
The Blue Crane takes to flight 
and the Springbok that leap over meadows
just a few of South Africa’s jewels...

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Andrea Dietrich February 17, 2011 at 1:03 PM Wonderful patirotic and informative poem about your country, Wilma. It shows your great love of this beautiful place.

Michael J. Falotico February 13, 2011 at 2:32 PM So much wish I could walk in someones elses steps at times to know that feeling.. Love to visit your land one day...love Michael

Joe Maverick February 13, 2011 at 9:49 AM you write well about the beauty and the challenges we are faced with in life Wilma.

Carolyn Devonshire February 13, 2011 at 9:21 AM It must be wonderful to live in a country where so many cultures have blended. Who says we can't learn to accept others' differences and live in peace. This poem should serve as an inspiration for other countries to do the same. Well said! Love, Carolyn

Elton Camp February 13, 2011 at 9:02 AM Well written. I wish I knew more about South Africa. Racial bigotry is a part of the history and present of many countries, including the USA. Elton