I have soared with Ruppell's griffon vultures But ne'er did I gloat about my wings. So did I hop with toads and crawled with snails Unlike a chameleon — ne'er did I cloak at my worst. Against the fiercest tides — I have sailed with courage But still, ne'er have I been conceited with my victories. I have taken beatings, cherished them and rose – sought adventures because you ne'er know which moment might be your last.
© Thabani Linda Tshabalala
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