I seem to have forgotten long days and short nights. They made me, molded me and accepted me with all my cuts and bruises, strengths and flaws, shines and darkness. I am here, still.
She came back to me to remind me of her, that she never left, her bags are still in the lobby, the car has not been started and breakfast is cold. mould.
She is still here but has no resentment towards me. How could she, I am because she was. Ubuntu
This spirit is carefully crafted with different weird exotic eccentric wires, cables missing and nets hanging from one end to another. But one thing’s for sure, I am here. Different. Grown but let me not ever forget.
Now many suns have set and moons shun. It’s been a long journey, past and present currently exist and under my feet a new country, land, sky and space but one thing in common between then and now….me.
Let me never forget but never dwell, remember…to appreciate.
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Post image by Rehema Chachage via African Digital Art
About the Author:
Refilwe Kerekang is a 23 year old young lady from Botswana. She is a self-motivated visionary and is committed to personal development with the ultimate aim of uplifting those around her. She has an undergraduate degree in Business Enterprise and holds 2 certificates in Business Administration and Enterprise Risk Management. For the past three years, she has been heavily involved in activities that uplift and bring hope to her community. She currently runs an NGO which aims to strengthen, enrich and support Botswana’s younger generation through art and personal development tools. On her free time, she enjoys reading, writing poetry and watching movies and hopes to learn how to play the saxophone in the near future.
stan August 26, 2015 16:59
Short and nice. Love this.