Covid-19 came like HIV/Aids, suddenly people want to save, change society and the world at large, yet their aspiration is self enrichment. How are they going to change the world when their principles are primarily centred on volumes and income, a dilemma of trade-offs… what do they call them, philanthropists not entrepreneurs? A system of a ‘willing buyer, willing seller’ kind of love… #justthinking
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I’ve sat with em, shared a laughter and shed a tear with em, they were my friends, colleagues and some families, they taught me how to do work on my profession… since March 2020 they’d been dying, we buried them, but we still here not because we were better but fortunate… Thank you Lord, Camagu ko Bhayi 👏🏿 Before nine o’clock, before 2020 ends at 21:00, according to our South African minister of police I dedicate 2020 and 2021 to the medical professionals and volunteers across the globe… Wow, you guys are something else.. You deserve all the blessings. Thank you👏🏿
Uyong’fica ngikulethel’ubhaskithi, nocansi
Mang’qeda ngawe, nawe
Ngithi mi naw’uswidi😜🤣🤣🐇
Ng’cela, ng’cela nje ugibel’ibhanoyi
ulethe leyo nhliziyo😘😜
Uzongfica phakath kwe Nsizwa
Ukhombe nje owakh’insizwa zibhekile.
Incwad’ebhalw’ uwena Bhelukazi🤣🤣🤣.
Kuze kufike lelolanga🐇
At my knees
As I burn an incense,
early hours of the morning.
Fire from a candle,
A nip of gin, a shot to myself,
shot to my great warrior kings and queens
My dearest forefathers
a tin of snuff in my hand
Trying to connect with my inner being
Tradition that lingers on
An act of African customs
Significant gesture of gratitude
Calling them by their traditional names
oMvundle, oMsuthu, oBhayi ka Khetshe
I thank their riveting spirit
To have cleared my foot path,
endlessly watched over my head.
counting all my blessings.
It’s no mystery I’m still standing
Be it on the sideline or mainline
Life itself exceeds all benefits
As I mark three decades
and some odd years,
Bant’abadala (my ancestors)
You giving me a gift of life,
Yet for another try, for another day
Well packaged in a form of a birthday.
I shall continue with the cause
Rising and falling against the odds,
Just keep the light burning.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow in tenses
Past, we wondered these dirty streets,
Unswept pavements with broken bottles and,
drinking glasses that stabbed generations
as they drank themselves to death,
Whilst dancing to sounds of disruption,
From music to voices
Rants here and there,
today the streets are forcefully at peace.
Presently we miss walking,
same spaces we walked a month ago, touch and go
nodding to familiar faces,
waving hands free from officers.
Police and Soldiers,
They were forever here,
we just didn’t see them.
Now they’re holding our breaths as never before.
There was my neighbor,
with a broken spirit,
suffered the loss of her young soldier.
She chose not to die in pain
and let her son’s death to be in vain,
Rather be a street vendor,
than to bury her face into a pillow.
wore her pinafore,
tied a doek on her head,
her scarf in her waist
Picked a spot,
built a stand and sold sweets.
the same table stand extended,
her items expanded,
She wears the same smile,
like her sweets however,
now bold to the size of her stand,
So firm yet warm,
like the taste of her gatsby and vetkoek,
along a tenable work ethic.
Today, she woke up to the news,
that demanded her to remain indoors,
so to speak ‘flatten the curve’.
With her flat stomach from starvation,
She tightens her belt and,
Because she doesn’t know what tomorrow would be like.
Neli lixa lizodlula.
Ngenxa yokuphaxwa nokuxikizwa
Zizifo zemihl’esiphila kuyo.
Ixesha lixhatshwe yinja
Nabo torho babhityel’ebhulukhwen’impilwe ndoda.
Bathi sihlambe izandla
Ucoceko lelona khubalo,
Impangampanga ye lolo
intw’ehamba yodwa ngath’inotokoloshe
Ongqondo ngqondo basabhunga
Zihlangene ngentloko, zihlinz’impuku.
Politicians always thought they were the only ones that are holding the country, but it’s the teller from a retail store (food and pharmacy), the black garden men and women who make sure the white farming lands are well taken care of so to produce more crops, the petrol attendants, the security officers at every entrance and exit, at any cash vehicle transporting monies to ATM’s, it’s the Miner at coal mines, the Artisan and Assistant at Eskom, Telkom, Petro SA and Transnet as well as the Operator that moves a container from ship to stack to truck to retail stores before those goods lands to a consumer, it is the Bin/Garbage collector, the Truck, Taxi and Ambulance driver, it is the Medical Doctor and Nurse that spends sleepless nights worried about another patient while the other one perished in his/her hands, is the Telecommunication Technician at Vodacom, Telkom, Mtn, and Cell C that is making sure we are able to connect and converse to one another amid of crisis, it is the Production team incl the journalist in the streets for us (people) from SABC and Multichoice ensuring the civilians are well alert of current state affairs throughout the day, it is the Pastors and Traditional healers depending on individual belief that counsel our people during this time of hardship, most of them all is the Maid/Nanny that look after children whilst these essential people are out there making sure each member of the state is able to survive yet another day. #COVID-19
I APPRECIATE ALL OF THOSE ESSENTIAL SERVANTS WHO ARE UNDERPAID BUT CHARGED WITH SUCH DUTIES AND RESPONSIBILITIES OF CARRYING FOR THEIR PEOPLE, I SALUTE YOU!!!
I have seen medical doctors and nurses crying fearful of their lives,
I have heard Business owner’s, CEO’s of big organizations such as Edcon weeping in need of keeping companies afloat amid and beyond the virus, most importantly to be able to pay salaries and preserve peoples jobs,
People are dying the whole night and day while some remain infected and overwhelmed with anxiety.
Yet other children are at work, parents are worried sick and grandkids are left alone at home.
A greatest test of all times.
One thing positive about the whole corona virus is it’s openness.
Solidarity – Government support and stakeholders, businesses and health organizations, communities around the globe. It’s amazing, and most of it all is the people’s disclosure of corona virus which has normalized the virus in such a way that it has become so easier to willingly get examined and so easy to say; “I have contracted corona” than it is to say; “I have HIV/AIDS”.
Maybe after the whole thing is over and there are some people left… we need to look at this close in terms of varying numbers of HIV/AIDS victims across the globe, hold hands, offer support, donate funds as it is happening now, and have one voice, who knows HIV/AIDS might be conquered aswell.