Afrikaans The Beautiful
1 min readJun 14, 2019
When the last light arrives,
The crowd is with me
It’s “dearest” before and “love” after
Let us cuddle a jiffy
But once I have my choice
a poet full of courage
One who loves me
And not merely about me
When the lover rises to me
I will take him by the hand
And make him understand,
notwithstanding how awkwardly I am
He is King in the country
Because I have in my box below
A true magic wand
Something I have from my granny
And nobody knows about it
I have the wand on Afrikaans
The land mother tongue
The land supports me
And I’m presently queen
All South Africa
