From the Great Walls.
I came from the great walls,
I crawled into their homes,
I was a nobody in my little corner,
So I survived on bread crumbs.
I grew tired of being trampled on,
So I began to step on their toes,
I grew thicker and taller than my foes,
And in between those walls, I called.
I mounted my gait on their heights,
I leveled their homes without a fight,
As they wallowed in melancholy at my sight,
I forever stood taller and oh it was a fright.
There is only One who could call me to order,
Only One who could cross this border,
So when progress came by I caused disorder,
And in their confusion, I grew much stronger.
A poem by Majorie Nozithelo Dube.
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