First published Oct 13, 2011 Young, Black and gifted. I do not need to cross the oceans to live my dream, lead by those who died and where imprisoned so I can dear to dream and succeed. I grew up in this land I grew up by this land And I have roots of this land There is an African dream I have the South african dream Of flying high above the land my forefathers walked To go above the limits that man has set on me Young Black South African woman Claiming my life of independence From those who have imprisoned me in their minds Free from all chains of limitations I hold back nothing And set foreword everything No boundaries hold me back From the tribe that seems to be losing its face I unveil my own face Reviving the beauty of the Hlubi tribe Carrying the beauty of a face of dreams Africa awaken by the flood of dreams That we young black and gifted ...
I write what I feel. These are my thoughts expressed through words. Focussing on issues of blackness and me.