The Move
Lindokuhle 1998 (Vryheid)
Before getting old,I was told,
"It takes a village to raise a child"
Yes! An orphan do have parents
When he or she is having
That softness and sweetness like honey,
Always there when somebody needs help
But when he or she needs help,
She or he belongs to no one.
You see why I hate being an orphan?
You are on your own brother.
Move brother,move brother,
Even if you can cross the boader,
As long as you doesnt bother,
You gonna be a nice brother.
Challenge thy own battles to see
To see thy preciousness and prosperiousness.
Mind has no limit,
the sky is the limit.
Move sister,move sister,
Cause the space of consciousness
Into a mens heart it is too small.
For free,no male,is just your male bestie.
Watch out! to find out,
What you want and
What you were meant to be.
Mind has no limit,
The sky is the limit.
Move brother and move sister,
The world is bleeding,
The people are in trouble
And you are the solution.
All they need in the community,
Is humanity,womanity and immunity.
Heal and fill the world,
Feel and heel the world.
Your world needs you
and you need your world.
People care,show them that you care
And they will take care of you.
Look,this is a visa versa, versas,
the victims victories,volunteere
to make a change and the move,
Towards your happiness,
You will find your helpers along the way.
Move brother and move sister.
About this poem
Encouragement to orphans.
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Written on January 20, 2022
Submitted by sonkanyezi88 on January 19, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Scheme | axbcdeeffg ggggdbHH gixaxxdHH Gcxfddjj kjxkbgxixG |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,348 |
Words | 295 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 10, 8, 9, 8, 10 |
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