A Letter from the dead
We must return to Mapungubwe
To trace our ancestral roots
We must return to the pyramids
And Animal kingdoms to know our origins
We must return to our hunting ways
And herding days where farming was the heart
Of our health and livestock the pride of our wealth
We must return to our own literature
To tell the future generation our own stories
Music and poetry
We must return to our mountains, rivers
And forest of magical powers
We must return to our carnivals
And festivals where love was our religion
We must return for the sake of the dead