Love in the time of water shortages, power cuts, heat waves, slow internet if any at all, price tags on quality education for all, horrid state of affairs with regard public transport if any at all, holding your breath whilst some ghost gatekeepers decide on your legality to move freely in a world which essentially as a Human is your birth right to inhabit as and when and where with whom you please…
Love in this time is not for the faint hearted.
The road is not for the swift.
Remember that you are seeds, you have it in you to be dormant till the time is ripe to rise. Because overcome and rise we shall. Just remember. Love.
Love in the time when modesty is advertised through loud hailers, compassion and empathy shown by fleeting social media status updates…
Love in this time is not for the faint hearted.
Love in the time when opposition to the leadership fears being brushed off, when the leadership is a mockery of the statues of democracy and independence, when human dignity is ripped to tatters.
Love in the time when unsystematic systems further entrench a people in poverty, when developing countries seem to never cross the threshold of development, when a 1st World and a 3rd World are acknowledged in one World…
Love in this time is not for the faint hearted.
Nia sang ‘The road is not for the swift… but for those who endure in righteousness’. Remember that you are seeds, you have it in you to be dormant till the time is ripe to rise. Because overcome and rise we shall.
Just remember. Love in the time where there is no time. Make time. Love
The garden (on the picture) is in Gaborone, Botswana in Mmakgosi´s mothers yard, where she wrote this poem waiting for her visa application to be processed.
Mmakgosi Kgabi is a Performance Artist born in Botswana, has lived in Johannesburg, South Africa and is currently in the process of migrating to Germany.
Photo credits: Noxolo Kapela and Mmakgosi Kgabi
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