Gedicht

Zolani Mkiva

Side by side

son of the soil

son of the soil

son of the soil

I do not have perfumed lips
But I speak the truth

I do not have cat eyes
But I can see the true colors of the universe

I do not have donkey ears
But I can hear what make sense and what is a nuisance

I do not have a dog nose
But I can smell and distinguish between carbo-monoxide & oxygen

I do not have a big heart
But I do have passion for love and I love people

I do not have soft hands
But I can deliver my people from shame

I am the son of the soil
Like daughters of the land

I am the filament of freedom
I am the pistil of peace
I am the calyx of consciousness
I am the corolla of peoples cause
I am the pollen of prosperity
I am the anther of amicable solutions

I am the stem of our society
The son of the soil

Publisher: First published on PIW,

Zolani Mkiva

Zolani Mkiva

(Zuid-Afrika, 1974)

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son of the soil

I do not have perfumed lips
But I speak the truth

I do not have cat eyes
But I can see the true colors of the universe

I do not have donkey ears
But I can hear what make sense and what is a nuisance

I do not have a dog nose
But I can smell and distinguish between carbo-monoxide & oxygen

I do not have a big heart
But I do have passion for love and I love people

I do not have soft hands
But I can deliver my people from shame

I am the son of the soil
Like daughters of the land

I am the filament of freedom
I am the pistil of peace
I am the calyx of consciousness
I am the corolla of peoples cause
I am the pollen of prosperity
I am the anther of amicable solutions

I am the stem of our society
The son of the soil

son of the soil

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