Sing me a song Tatomkhulu

Sing me a song Tatomkhulu A song that will make me rise from ashes & slashes when wise lies willing to hypnotize my mind’s size through warm imitated smiles of heartless hypocrites in disguised Let it wipe off my tears in my eyes Let it teach me that: Rhythm & rhyme invites delight and happiness Violence & transgression calls death and tears Dance & songs shows able and tolerance barbaric behavior & tyrant are masters of evil and disobedience  Sing me a song Tatomkhulu The same song that will teach me that a real man will never go to bed without knowing if his child have eaten or hungry A restoration of umuntu, umuntu ngabanye abantu A song to pause my grave not to come near me so soon With resolution to crucial situation and not blaming on who’s right or wrong A song with undefeated emotions whereby to eliminate abortion is not only blaming imbokodo but also being a man enough to accept your liabilities on any circumstances With hymns that states: Patience & silence predicts success and wisdom Dreams & vision illustrates humanity and self-confidence Humiliation & autocracy equals to pain and strain Sympathy & pacifism are evidence of  consciousness and kindness Oppression & discrimination are symptoms of uncivilization and underestimation  A song Madala Indeed a song of love, kindness with rhythmic patterns of tolerance With roses of appreciation, nourished by beauty Proteas of heritage innocence Protected by indigenous wealth The one that will make me a cherry on top of a cake The one to return my native treasure The one which lectures, if Madiba , O.R Tambo, Chris Hani and so on, were never called amakwerekwere in Lusaka, Daar es salaam the legacy of Tanzania, truly indeed I will never spit a word of thanks to my fellow brothers with such names Chanting of hope and understanding brings image of victory & strength Greed and lust are bachelor of dissatisfaction & poverty Impatience sweeps & weep but patience succeed and never falls Mrs. Tyrant is weeping, but the Coward family is celebrating Redemption & salvation are beauty beyond the power of intellect & knowledge Hunger for power is the beginning of losing divine souvenir  Exactly that song Tatomkhulu Uyitshaye inqawe yakho, xaliphela icuba lakho undithume ndiyolilanda The song that recalls a writer’s words about Jesus Christ of Nazareth, that I owed a debt I never pay and he paid a debt he never owe The same string that tells me that, if I’m born once I’ll die twice but if I’m born twice I’ll die once Fulfill me Tatomkhulu, I am hungry spiritually and emotionally Indeed elakho ingcwaba liyaqaqamba zintyantyambo okanye elam liyobe lilele ukhula netyholo ndingenalo ulwazi okokuba ndiyokufika na ekugugeni nam ndiwabalise amava kwisizukulwane sam My heart truly speaks my intended desires, not long ago I was a child and now I’m  fearless towards the careless & merciless universe Please wipe me my tears for I no longer mourn because :  I am a Native Legend  I disappear