Beauty is in the
Faces of my people,
When smiling in peace.
Enjoying light african showers,
When those raindrops
Tastes as sweet as honey,
In their mouths.
Beauty is in the voices
Of my people.
When shouting and murmurs
With hope and happiness.
When singing together in happiness.
When no one is greedy,
When insurbodination and discrimination
Is history.
Where everyone support togetherness.
Beauty is in the hands
Of my people.
When helping each other,
When my people embrace each other.
When retaliation does not exist.
Where natural spleandour calls
Everyone to happiness.
My people belive in
Coming, Working and Keeping
Together, when they support
MASAKHANE.
When they all care together
Regardless of races.
Beauty is in the
Hearts of my people,
When giving unconditional love.
Beauty is when
My people are free.
Beauty is when
My people are together as one.
Siyabonga A Nxumalo
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