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I'M Rare

I am sorry to disappoint you
I could be anything you expect me to be
But you have a better chance to stop the war inside you
Than to try diminish my own personality
There's a saying that say's
"Misery likes company"
I refuse to be your candidate.

Your opinions about me are based on your perspective,
Your perspective is driven by your state of mind
If your state of mind is an ill wind 
Be blown away.

I am the colourful gem in Africa
The collage of my ancestors DNA
Glued together to form a rare
Epitome of beauty

I am the mother of gift
The shooting star in the world
Filled with turmoil.
I'm the flower that grows through the stones.

I am the tried and tested Baobab tree
I stand tall and been deemed the shelter.
"The beauty lies in the eyes of the admirer"

I come as the rolling waves in the ocean
Seen as a threat to those with evil will
And as a fascinating life enhancer to the waterman,
Change is constant and so is my mood because I'm alive
I am an emotional being
I'm the paragon art of the Creator

As the mist in the forest region
I am each and every droplets that lands on dry grounds
That spark's the life 
Imbued with irresistible earthy smell.

I'm the Soil.

Copyright © Nosipho Bleeding Ink

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