Born of fire






Born of fire,
Splinters, wood stock on an autumn full moon.
Blow wind blow, blow away yesterday's leaves
Bring forth along with gushing wind
A fresh new revelation a fresh new dream.

The setting sun is filled with promise,
As the end of the day draws near.
Burning fire wood, I'm savoring the sweet smell of smoke
The days of darkness have gone past and a new light approaches
Peace and stillness approaches.

As the autumn full moon
Gives birth to new vision, new passion, new zeal for life,
Blow wind blow, blow away yesterday's leaves.
There deep within their caves and cages, captive men look for a new day
the day of fire, wood stocks and splinters.
A beautiful road lies ahead,
New hope, show us new ropes.

A queen is born today, new things have come my way
She's a gift and a blessing, a revolutionary
She springs forth from the fire.
Burn fire burn

Phemelo Motona

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