"I Dance"

The rains have forsaken us, madness has prevailed among the people,

And the curse of the western gods still lurks within the forests.

My country is weeping.

Here I am, dancing for this land, the sanctuary of my people;

With as much spirit as a mocking bird singing endlessly in the heat of the sun.

The music of the pulsating drums is washing away the dust from my soul,

And I can feel the wind around me, whispering softly as I reach for the skies.

I will continue dancing to chase the angels of death away;

To revive the spirits of the Motherland that had been doomed to suffer under his rule.

I will not stop until my very last breathe.

BAYETHE!

P.S-“Bayethe” is an old African expression used especially in times of celebration. 

-It was quite common after the release of Nelson Mandela, as South Africans celebrated his release.

PP.S-The young man in the image is not me (although I have indulged in African traditional dance before).