Featured Poem:
Khoi San Style / Rise
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Featured Poem:
Khoi San Style / Rise
Ek is n Khoi, n San
Stap saam die maan met wild in my hand
En n dans- wat jou sit in n trans
My voorgeslag kon reen maak,
Stories vertel was woelag!
Tog fasionable het krale gemaak en gedra
Was multi coloured, universal
Geguide, deur die sterre en die maan
Tekens gelos op klippe en op land
Medisyne gekry natuurlik-uit die aarde
Eers goed saam geliewe
Met verskille, maar tesame Proud van hul taal, ja
Toe kom skepe van Batavia
Mense van ander lande intro dinge van ander lande
Plus tale van ander lande!! Nou alles mixed tesame!!
Rise
At times I feel stuck in this place called the Cape Flats
My mental’s enchained, engraved in these streets
Where people roam, constantly dragging our feet,
No one to believe in what we are selling,
Yet we keep on buying and buying these lies and artificial living
Teach us to teach and learn our nations lessons
Motivate us with our own experience
So we can Feel again, Breath again, Believe &
Rise like never before…
For, we’re a people with history,
Roots, deeply rooted, we need to search for it
Not just any story, prescribed and printed with lies
Stories known and alive, with truth in it
So true, we can feel the life in it,
See the light in the sense it makes,
The time to awake is not tomorrow, its today
Where I can be taught & see the light
Guiding my way, toward, the path where my ancestors wait…
To fill me and Bless me, so I can clearly see,
My truth at last…
Rise!
Ek is n Khoi, n San
Stap saam die maan met wild in my hand
En n dans- wat jou sit in n trans
My voorgeslag kon reen maak,
Stories vertel was woelag!
Tog fasionable het krale gemaak en gedra
Was multi coloured, universal
Geguide, deur die sterre en die maan
Tekens gelos op klippe en op land
Medisyne gekry natuurlik-uit die aarde
Eers goed saam geliewe
Met verskille, maar tesame Proud van hul taal, ja
Toe kom skepe van Batavia
Mense van ander lande intro dinge van ander lande
Plus tale van ander lande!! Nou alles mixed tesame!!
Rise
At times I feel stuck in this place called the Cape Flats
My mental’s enchained, engraved in these streets
Where people roam, constantly dragging our feet,
No one to believe in what we are selling,
Yet we keep on buying and buying these lies and artificial living
Teach us to teach and learn our nations lessons
Motivate us with our own experience
So we can Feel again, Breath again, Believe &
Rise like never before…
For, we’re a people with history,
Roots, deeply rooted, we need to search for it
Not just any story, prescribed and printed with lies
Stories known and alive, with truth in it
So true, we can feel the life in it,
See the light in the sense it makes,
The time to awake is not tomorrow, its today
Where I can be taught & see the light
Guiding my way, toward, the path where my ancestors wait…
To fill me and Bless me, so I can clearly see,
My truth at last…
Rise!
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Really moving and thought provoking. Keep it up