A poem for women’s month. For all woman all over the world. You are strong and you can make it. You are important, counted, wanted and your story, your journey is important. Happy woman’s month. This poem has been performed by myself at book fairs, churches and competitions with my learners at school. I wrote a while back but it had to wait a few years before it came out. I love this poem very much, wrote it from a vision a had of a Zulu women walking up a road with kids and an item on her head. In many countries whether 1st world or 3rd world countries, women are often left to take care of the future generation on their own. I feel their inner strength. It takes a strong women to do this. I cannot completely identify with this but like I said I have visions and at that moment I have a sense of the person. I celebrate you! Single mothers! All women! I celebrate you!
South African word – Viva in South Africa means “Long Live”
Viva woman of South Africa, Viva!
Viva mothers and daughters of Africa, Viva!
Viva mothers and daughters of the world!
For you are like a strong arm that breaks through dry ground,
And within your hands are seeds of hope
Within you lies the future
Spiritually and physically
Within you are words waiting to be spoken
Let them be words of wisdom, peace and life
Speak life mothers
And you will find your strength
Look within and speak forth the promise of tomorrow,
Speak forth for the next generation is waiting,
Strong woman of Africa and the world!
Plant seeds of hope and life,
Be strong like an elephant
And fearless like a lioness,
And have vision like an eagle
Blessed are you who feed the future generation
Blessed are you mothers
Who work tirelessly and pray unceasingly
For your sons and daughters
Pray for your sons, mothers,
Because a nation needs good, strong fathers,
Look to the sky
For sorrow only lasts for a night, a season and soon
Your joy will come
Look within you and see your depth
See your worth.
Speak forth the promise for your tomorrow,
Declare it into existence
For you are filled with purpose and passion
You smile at adversity
Because you are filled with destiny
And called for such a time as this…
Step forward and be bold like Esther,
Walk where no other woman has walked before,
Don’t be afraid to be different
Embrace your uniqueness,
For He knit you in your mother’s womb
And He alone knows your destiny and future
You do not walk alone
Hold your head up and don’t look down
For one day you will receive your crown
Wathinta bafazi, Wathinta ‘mbokodo
You strike a woman, you strike a rock