Limpopo Poems - Poems about Limpopo

...Soon, The sacred black ashes and dark disfigured, but resilient bones of our enslaved, enraged and estranged ancestors, Will awake from their centuries of dazed, polluted and denigrated slumber, t......

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...#My_African_heritage In my ears, I hear a drum beat, the sound points my listening ear to Congo, its effects echoing with my heart beat, although I'm taking a walk, this beat want me to sit down an......

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...{August is Woman’s Month in South Africa. August 9th is Woman’s Day. August 8th is an opening of the Lion’s Portal to Cosmic Strength. This poem is for all the Lion Hearted women who have crossed my ......

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...king monada,who can forget that track malwedi. every ears heard your music. and everybody happy for it. and danced for it. you are a true superstar. Makhadzi who can forget that joy you brough......

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...HEAL THY SELF O WOUNDED AFRICA (no to XENOPHOBIA). Wake up a voice shouted You slept like a pregnant woman While the drum beat of my assagil sounds like trumpet Wit......

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...THE PRINCESS AND THE BEAUTIFUL ROAD 1. The Princess: A generation ago in the month of October A first fruit gifted the world a Princess She was nurtured with the vital ingredients She grew i......

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...THE PRINCESS AND THE BEAUTIFUL ROAD 1. The Princess: A generation ago in the month of October A first fruit gifted the world a Princess She was nurtured with the vital ingredients She grew i......

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...ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING My husband had a restaurant For thirty two years, Much frustration, kitchen hell And staff in tears. The Oasis was a place to dine Of note, When exhausted, we drove dow......

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...It is better to choose to stay with a rate. It is better am still breathe. It is better I choose to stay forest with wild animals. It is better am still alive. Drought come to me. In my Z......

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...We shall meet again, my friend in Johannesburg, my friend After the revolution Ha! Ha! Ha! We shall dine on gold plates And wine on rich red blood We shall roam the open veldt from Pieters......

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...Listen to the jazz instrumentals of Masekela, as you take red wine outside a thatched shelter in a beach in the Western Cape. Enjoy a hearty meal of bobotie (meatloaf), chakalaka (a spicy vege......

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...Giyani, my homeland, my forefathers land Located deep in South Africa in the Limpopo province Where all things are bright and beautiful Far from fraud of fertility It's an infamous land T......

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...I am a story teller born from the central parts of Zebediela district In Limpopo province. From Matome mountains inspiration boil from within my soul While the sounds of cows and goats in Makweng ......

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...“…Son, did you take time to know her…But I hope you’ll make it .You’ll be happy again…” By Lucky Dube Again, I had only one wish when the intersection intercepted my pinkish tissue in my body. Th......

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...my everyday motto Every morning till Midnight I Sing a song A song made of words words that are joined together together to form success My punch lines will forever say "No matter what i w......

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