i'll tell everybody,
that you,
you did it.
i'll never forget what you,
you did.
i'll stand on the mountain,
and shout my lungs out.
they'll all know what you,
you did.
i care less how you,
you feel.
you wiped away my,
my ignorance.
you taught me how to,
to hold a pen.
you planted seeds of
courage and determination in me.
you planted seeds of
hunger for success.
you lit my path
with wisdom and patience.
academics went through your hands.
politicians went through your hands.
medical practitiones went through them too.
even the Presidents,
Preachers and Popes,
went through you.
yes, i will tell everdody
that, you are a teacher.
it's your fault,
i can read and write.
it's your fault,
i'm so ambitious.
Siyabonga A Nxumalo
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