Capetonia Flatsenburg

We never regret being insubordinate,
but she has room for those torn apart,
despite their hearts so full of hate.
Their tears are the hurts of the heart.

They cry not knowing,
she is watching, listening,
concerned of their well-being,
while they’re busy scheming;

Her seeds are all planted,
but haven’t all blossomed.
Her streets all connected
but paths are divided…

Though there’s lights that always burn,
there’s a thousand souls who mourn.

But she cries for those who hurt her,
and loved them like a mother.

Still we lacked to love her fully,
with three hearts like an octopus;
once she were three times a lady.
We love her enough, the haven for us,

Though infested by dirty rats,
and all seem like, a big mistake there’s,
so much hope inside her heart..

Despite our flaws of being torn apart,
We never regret being insubordinate.

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A man told me how he and his friends who made fun of a pastor who spoke about faith; he quickly changed his topic to 'Hope' and it was like he managed to get their attention. Everything became silent and they started to really listen. When the pastor had finished the bible lesson. He walked up to them, and spoke with such a love that they started weeping.Soon that very same boy spoke to me as a pastor, about life .But I didn't care how important it was, I didn't truly understand the power of words. I lacked to understand but felt his passion. Everything he said, felt personally meant for me. I could not stop myself from listening.I was not a mistake, and later realized that there were people who cared. It only took one man to make me realize I was searching for hope in all the wrong places. I was fully convinced that my purpose was to do what he did. But he surprised me once again.At that last moment, he stared directly into my soul and said, "Don't ever try to be like me or any other human on this earth. You'll only find disappointment. I'm just a man. We all have a purpose and along the way you'll be judged by the world. But never stop!" "Free yourself by opening your heart and mind to the truth. That when you speak, always be happy."
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