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Wenyakama wangathi uvindabezimbi
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Wandigxelesha ngathungumndlwane urhalelubisi
Waxuxuzela waxelisisu sixakweziipesika ezikrwada
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Waxazalala waxelixoxo lixheshwa sisilange
Thee Empire, The Poet
I wrote this when I was emotionally, psychologically, and physically bruised by a lot of things happening in the township.
What was going on in my mind was to ask questions and write statements in my way of dealing with the stress; a coping mechanism. I wrote, “HOW IS LIFE? WHAT IS LIFE?”
I want to encourage and inspire people that go through stuff that I go through right now.
