Dance is poetry

Dance is poetry

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa:

The paper is my stage
On every page
I dance
I, the pen of INKredible substance

The four corners of the stage
Are my literal cardinals
Where across the four corners of the earth
My tales are written and narrated
To both the young and of great age

My neat sounds as I moonwalk
And slide down each line
Testify of why I was born for this

My heart of AfriKan footprint
Leaves you not doubt
As I go about
In rhythmic manoeuvres
As I stamp my notations in approved sweat

I am a man of clay that possesses arsenals of dance moves
My kwasa's, Hlokoloza's and Cha – cha's
Will not go unheard
For, all my years – this beard
Each of its hair has a story
Of both pain and glory!

Founder and Editor in Chief of the Readers Cafe Africa

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