Where Am I

In the valleys of hills, that’s where I am, In the branches of trees, that’s where I climb. Lost is something far Away, But cost is something I carry. What kind of universe I live, Where enemies are amongst related lives. Who knows? Maybe I am the one who spoil it. Souls had lost their beloved ones, Because of destructive propaganda. Ukubola kwelinye kuwabolisa wonke, A young greedy lion had separated our unity. Qungebe is a piece of rural area, But it had turned to a piece of war area. Conflict had consumed our peace, Nkosi sikelela, Before it was a temple, But now it is a death template. Why? After all sacrifices and prosperities. We’re no longer relatives, Instead we’re enemies. My blood now is a stranger, While I am scavenger. Maybe I am Paul in Bible, Sent by god, someone hunt me like Judas. Someone has turned Abraham to kill his blood For unnecessary occasions.