One day my Soul opened up. It is scary when you have not being listening. I have been hearing just not listening.
As I shed my skin. Move out of my physical comfort, I get a tingling feeling. Not just in my gut. It is untangling in my whole being. My feet getting cold, my body getting hotter as my mind numbs.
Who am I, where am I, and My purpose is?
Redefine, reflect, remember.
Is my name my Purpose?
Karabo - Answer
Nompumelelo - Successful one.
Who is the answer for? Mine or your or ours.
What is success, how do I measure it?
As I reflect and remember, Nubia -Kush...
Who am I. . .
