i am the soil that was formed from the land that once walked my ancestors
i am that.
i am the sky that resembles my bright blue personality, humble yet enlightning.
i am a queen.
i sit on the bossom of Africa and she carries me through my reign.
i am the gift of life
others age but me and Africa,
we remain young and carefree!
we play with rainbows and carve our stories on rocks
rocks that once eroded,burst in a thousand pieces
resembling the many many languages found on her tongue..
i am full of color like her people
this is what i identify myself with,
the pureness of our Africa
the darkness of her skin
the smoothness of her cheeks
the completeness of her breast
and the curly coarseness of her hair
i am that
and all of it is me.
i don’t know how this piece came about, i just started writing and thought i was done but after a very long time i added on more words. Only then i thought it was complete. It does describe me, im an South African baby, babey :) :)