Sunday, July 21, 2019

The seed

The seed in me 
Was planted decades ago
I was over due
For the nation to know
Through thick and thin 
Infertile or fertile I grew
On the ground and underneath
Ask the ants They will tell
I was young and unseen 
The world knew nothing
I was ashamed but still
I grew like plants

Ever green with fruits
I was tasteful 
Ask others I went with
My fruits were fresh
From my breast 
I harvested the best
My unborn baby was healthy
Like plants I grew 
Droughts or rain still
I was blessed before seasons
Like rivers I flowed 
Flowers of the nation 
In my heart I'm the seed
The seed in me 
Shall grow for the nation

Slondile Dlamini  

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