Where we ought to find it
For meaning is not to be found
In the pages of well-read books
Our identity is not to be found
In the rhetoric of conformists
And fanatics of alien philosophies
But in the pages of our unwritten testimony
Help us find meaning
In the words of a song we know
In the rythm of our African drums
That speak a language we know
Lend us a moment and a proverb
From the wise gone before us
To teach those that come after us
Help us find ourselves
In this vanity ocean
Help us find meaning
In who we really are...
Our identity is not to be found
In the rhetoric of conformists
And fanatics of alien philosophies
But in the pages of our unwritten testimony
Help us find meaning
In the words of a song we know
In the rythm of our African drums
That speak a language we know
Lend us a moment and a proverb
From the wise gone before us
To teach those that come after us
Help us find ourselves
In this vanity ocean
Help us find meaning
In who we really are...
By Thandeka Gonde (Zimbabwe ).
Photo credits. www.
xroads.virginia.edu
surely we have lost our true identity,and we seriously need to find it.
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