If god was ready to hear me.
I would say I’m broken.
My soul never like a glass,
Never broke in pieces.
I smile to hide the thoughts, and the bad memories I have.

I was asked, “What do you want?”
I said, “Greener pastures,”
But, what about my love ones?
Did I look like I don’t need them.

Perception and reality.
My life was never a show,
Please come back to reality.
My shoulder like the world’s champion, they’re caring a heavy weight.

Let me know if you ready to…
Help me take my cross, I’m strong.
Like Christ my spirit will rise,
Only the peace in heaven.
This hellhole we call earth,
Broken in us like burning in screamin’.

I’m not a poet,
I tell stories with these words,
Mix it together it’s poetry.

Ndixhomile qulathe izingqi madoda,
Ngesihobe ndiyavuma.
Kukhale inkonde kwihlanti zobawo,
Kuvokotheke livume icamagu,
Angqishe avume umxhosa.

Ngesihobe kaloku ndim imbongi,
Ingqondi iquluthe ingqondo.
Ngenjendlela ndibhekephamile,
Ngesihobe ibuzwa kum inyathi.
Kaloku ngesihobe ndiguqa ngedolo ndicel’uqamata.
Akhanyise indlela ndihamba,
Ndibone ukhanyo.

Ndim imbongi ubhali,
Ityatyambo ewe kaloku ngesihobe,
Ndiveza isiqhamo.
Yiza ndik’xelele ndisisizukulwane sikaRharhabe.
Kaloku ndim umnombo kaXhosa,
Ndilandele ikhondo.
Livumi icamagu avulekile amazulu.