(Dedicated to Nelisiwe and Mudzudzanyi)

The sky is the limit.
No root, no stem, no leaves.
I call upon your names in the midst of the storm.
I wake you in the midst of your sleep.
I cry for your hand and brains.

Life made me meet you.
I never thought going to church was a way.
I never though going to school was a way.
Your boldness makes me stand firm.
Your existence made be believe more.

In God I trust, the two of you are my eyes and ears.
You made me know what needs to be.
You made me smell what need to be.
As long as I am still under your shadows
My future still looks bright.