Innocent Seilane

My Pride - Poem by Innocent Seilane

It began when i was a little foetus
Striving for perfection even though
I'm not, the pride was sent
Down to me not by my parents
But my forefathers the royal
Barolong who fought for my
Survival but not my revelation
Of a pride so humble yet poised

This pride provides for me, speaks
For me and it obliviates those
Who underestimate it as it is
Possessed by me and me only
This pride is my pride and my
Pride is my culture

Comments about My Pride by Innocent Seilane

  • Rookie Graham Russell (8/10/2009 3:19:00 PM)

    very nice...the pride of culture (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 9, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, May 11, 2009

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