I SOUTH AFRICA WOMAN AM I
I stand before you on rolling hills
Warts, wrinkles, crevices, oceans
Deserts, floods, strikes, loud laughs
In suffering and sub-atomic joy
Failures and victories
Stencilled on my skin
Wringing luminous blood
......
Akin to a prayer
Your name perched on my lips
Like a true, devout mortal
A million chant without a slip
Tempered in my heart
Sailing lucid and light
Surely it will find
The Goddess caught between Black and white
I SOUTH AFRICA WOMAN AM I
I stand before you on rolling hills
Warts, wrinkles, crevices, oceans
Deserts, floods, strikes, loud laughs
In suffering and sub-atomic joy
Failures and victories
Stencilled on my skin
Wringing luminous blood
......
Akin to a prayer
Your name perched on my lips
Like a true, devout mortal
A million chant without a slip
Tempered in my heart
Sailing lucid and light
Surely it will find
The Goddess caught between Black and white