UBUNTU
they never left in our bones and marrows, they melt they are always with me till the end our ancestors will blend their voices tiny when they whisper but base is deeper they ring caution to the ears less you’re caught in terrible fear we carry on the genuinity of our clan no need to raise a magic wand our skin already radiate the texture it’s all domicile in our culture during tales at night, they abide relieving memories while seated by our side the moon illuminates in splendor the evening air moves in grandeur even when we sleep, they keep watch in dream world, they lit our path with a torch ‘carry on and fear not’ ‘if harm comes near thee, we will clot’ @talk2leigh 6:28pm 17 Mar 2026
