Zulu'yesabeka Mkhwanazi

Do you know who this nigga is? A dunce from the ghetto who's well educated by his fumbles, troubles and those who bust his bubbles
A fine young man with thoughts of expressive articulation but I sometimes question these thoughts as I mumble, I am a diamond cut from all corners by this rubble
I am disregarded because of my vision but my purpose holds me so tight we cuddle in repetition of affirmations, please say that double
Pink, blue and purple flowers to my nose I just want to give them to my hero while I can still smell them...

I am blvck as the night without a shining moon at the same time I am so dark skinned I am a knight in a shining armor moon walking to my dreams...
I acknowledge my presence and the greatest gift from God is a brand new day without a meal and I still stand tall like I am trying to give my eyes a better peek
The color of my skin represents torn school shoes of the brightest...