The Lost Meaning Of True Leadership


TRUE LEADERSHIP
By Smith Khethisa

See I was born to lead but not only by actions but by words too. I was born to feed my people with poetry, poetry being the truth behind rhythmic verses and stanzas.
Each every one of us is a verse on the poetry book of life, our tears and laughter are a beautiful song to the listening ear of Africans.
My struggle is not physical, mental or mental but my struggle is seeing the tears of my people crying out for help
Round and round we go seeking for composure, round and round we go seeking for a paradise within each and every-one of us. Maybe if we stop looking around only can we see the truth behind the sad realities of life.
See, I wrote the book the book to be Dark Soul the wise one. I wrote the book to be Smith the one who saw the truth and spoke out
The hungry beast self-pity feeds on fertile soil our minds, the hungry beast feeds on Africa's bright future.
See we believe in what we see and touch, we believe in destruction and propaganda. See we believe in the pain that was inflicted in our past, a blind eye we turn on our future.
We live for today and rest for tomorrow. Tomorrow is today, tomorrow is the great strides we take Today.
Tomorrow is the truth we choose not to believe. Ceaser our Africa we the Brutus of this continent stick our daggers deep in our economy. Oh!
Ceaser the great Africa our fathers shed blood for, when will you forgive us and reset our minds for we have been infected by the virus corruption.
The pregnant beast our ignorant souls and mind born to build but chose to demolish the bright future of Africa. We are the children of the midnight story fire born to Africa but adopted by destruction, we are sorry and we will repent.

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  1. Women's Healthy Food2 May 2022 at 12:28

    The heading says it all😍👌you just made me emotional 🥺❤

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