I saw a river. I saw a mighty river flowing with the spirit of Ubuntu, which
sprang forth the cry of validation, rhyming with the song of Xocholoza. A
river with an African essence that quenches the spiritual thirst of the
Amarula and the Kudu. That river with the touch of Makeba and a tinge of Madiba
which seeps across the land with the declaration of victory shouting Amanja
in a time of a famine that dismantles the strongholds of Tia Masakane. That
river that begins with the basic Akuna Matata, then moves on with the flow of
cultural inspiration that reaches for Abantuanabasamzante, chorusing with the
courageous enlightenment of Ismogo and ending on a delightful note of Ndoribuwa Ngiyabonga.
That river that feeds an abundant nation with a
distance of a thousand miles.
And people with the people that would never cry.
When hunger hits the rocks of reality or in their fruitful context is
Come on, Bafeti, can you not feel this river that I'm talking about?
Can you not feel it sprinkle of Abushe, that stretches from the east of the world to
the west of my heart? Can you not hear the sounds of the heavens as its creatures
peek through its foot clouds to contest the holy barriers to creation himself to
the creator beseeching him with the heavenly buzz that sings amen amen this this river without any
contamination from a delusion or any rivalry from a demon this river that takes over my mind and
gives me no hope of seeing darkness again this river that i surrender my thoughts of
through its skill side that pronounces weakness unto my knees of valor this river without any
auspicious degradation yet filled with emotions that make me turn to my nation and say may jesus
bless you my nation and appreciate its energy which is called the chi of imbosa by the chinese
and labeled world of karma by the indians and finally summarized by the four trackers as
unattainable craft ladies and gentlemen i saw a river i saw a great
and the summary of my song ladies and gentlemen behold the river of god