metro african ligkaribe

I’m a Bantu girl (likgaribe) of Setswana/ Sotho /Shona descent.. Having grown up in Bulawayo I also have a strong Ndebele heritage. Currently I live in Botswana but a part of me will always be Ndebele. I am of the Mmirwa tribe –, my totem is the Buffalo & just like the Buffalo I am very brave, protective, fierce and dangerous when provoked. I love learning about my African heritage, and that of other people, I believe if you stop learning as a person you might as well roll over and die.

Friday, November 24, 2006

a likgaribe poem - "listen closely"

Listen closely
A tale of my death
A tale of my life
My name is Vlad III Teppes
Also known as the impaler
I am of the Bela Lugosi
Son of Dracul
Son of the Dragon
When I was growing up
in my wild native Walachia
In the hills and silver forests
of my beautiful Transylvania
A dark shadow
came upon our lands
An evil out of the east
Pagan infidels,
with the blood lust
they worshiped
not the risen lord
Nor our old ways
I a Carpathian prince
slayer of the infidel
of The order of the dragon
The ancient house of Drakulya
was protector and avenger

on the night I met the
deceiver, I was in the chapel
My own personal haven
Out upon lake Snagov
he was only a boy
He spoke to me of his fear
Of his seeking sanctuary
He claimed my spot
Never mind he said
there’s just
two of us anyway
he had a strange accent
“the voice was soft and
infinitely dangerous”
those mischievous eyes
he was not a boy when he spoke
I had not seen such as him before
for once I was more interested
in someone other than myself
with a knuckle in my mouth I smiled
I listened hard and I watched hard
I could not breathe

On a dead night
A knocking awakens
From quite contemplation
In the distance
I heard the dogs barking
Or were they laughing
Such a night it was
I heard the incessant knocking
Not on my door who cares
The footsteps you see
Made the more loud
By the invisibility
of the apparition
“come and I will give
you knowledge
For ten thousand lifetimes,
Do not keep me waiting
If you will not come
I will come for you”
“you shall enjoy the eternal life
That only a few
beings can claim”
“I struggled not to faint
Not to go to him on that instant
And throw myself
on my knees before him
And not to put myself
under his hand”
and yet in the end
he did not need to come

Listening to stories
Listen closely
A tale of my death
A tale of my life
My name is Vlad III Teppes
Also known as the impaler
I am of the Bela Lugosi
Son of Dracul
Son of the Dragon
of The ancient order of Drakulya!!!


“The historian, by Elizabeth Kostova a chilly tale of life and death, that after reading left in me an intense hunger for life, the true full experience of life, after all that is what we all want.”
Someone said of the book, “Dracula is back – alive and well (or at least undead)”

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