16 TO BE OUR CHANCE

Our hearts will always be broken by pain,

Their hearts will forever bear the strain…

Mother Africa

Child of the soil

Mother-Child abuse,

One thing contradicting the thought…

Those who blow out the candle,

And still expect the light,

How do we kill Mother Nature?

Those who have abandoned humankind,

No intentions to bring back life….

Seven 365 mom being a punching bag,

I tried hard to clinch,

Little power did I have

To break lose the tension….

Young souls we,

Shout out to the sky

But it seems gravity prevents our

Screams from reaching the kingdom of hope….

Speaking for the voiceless,

The mind blocked beings suffering

The concussion from a human blow…

The wind that blows,

Humid with tears of those

Who can’t fight back….

16 days of activism,

Yet 16 year old suffered rapism,

A shame to be a man…

Behold, no woman is another man’ slave,

No child deserve to be caged,

Cased by fear, we are not free to be here….

What do we do to intervene?

Azania, what do we do

When we come into the scene?

Say NO to women abuse!

Say NO to child abuse!

Daddy please!!

 Be a kind saint to us,

Let your hands be the source of power

The WORK you do over TIME   (W/t),

For us to have food on the table,

We appreciate….

Show the world how a family is led,

Be an example to those with broken hearts,

And condensed blood…

We deserve better,

Today we speak in pain

Tomorrow we lead with no vain…

16 TO BE OUR CHANCE!!

WORD!!