They call us demonic and sinful
When we show up in full bloom.
They call us the sons and daughters of doom,
Because of the energy we can harness with our hands.
When we come together and form strong bands,
The collective frequency haunts
The commanders of foreign lands.
Between the grand shaking sands
And the harvesting of medicinal and magical plants,
They call upon our chants
To reawaken whatever little magic is left of their kinds.
Pelonomi Itumeleng is a South African author. Her works include poetry, short stories and children’s stories. Her publications are in South Africa and abroad.