Ngifisa kwansuku kwaba kanje ngiphelekezelwe yinina sengiya emsebenzini, kunokuba amakhaza, Kuthule sengqondo ezicindezelayo–Ungakhulumi nami, don’t even say hi to me. Newspaper and bag defensive mechanism in blocking seats on public transport to create your own personal space (don’t act like you don’t know what I am talking about, lol). And that one person whom you just can’t stand seeing in the train–might be that creepy man who just stares at you through out your long journey, or the drunkard in the morning who decides to blow fuse from his mouth, or the same old bum with a stench stronger than your cologne who moves from cabin to cabin with the same old story. Yes it’s a cold winter and you got to bundle up but sometimes a single beat like this in life can uplift a spirit to run through the ‘Circle of life’ rather than:
What happened to respect thy elders and children? Are we losing culture? Who am I to judge, but I hope creativity such as the ‘Circle of Life’ on NYC Train by the Broadway Cast of The Lion King can inspire a positive attitude everyday in public areas. Especially when the youth see everything we do and look up to us. Good Morning? I will leave you with another positive Vibe.
Eshukunyiswe nefilosofi Bob Marley sika "Akekho kodwa ngokwethu can khulula ingqondo yethu ', Orijin kuyinto eliyingqayizivele 'Culture Brand "oxhumanisa yonke inzalo African ndawonye ngokusebenzisa kungcono Fashion brand futhi ingqondo umagazini ukuthonya zokuphila emhlabeni wethu ububanzi ... .Don't nje ukugqoka Culture, Yabelana Culture.
“Circle Of Life”
From the day we arrive on the planet
And blinking, step into the sun
There’s more to be seen than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be doneSome say eat or be eaten
Some say live and let live
But all are agreed as they join the stampede
You should never take more than you giveIn the circle of life
It’s the wheel of fortune
It’s the leap of faith
It’s the band of hope
Till we find our place
On the path unwinding
In the circle, the circle of lifeSome of us fall by the wayside
And some of us soar to the stars
And some of us sail through our troubles
And some have to live with the scars
There’s far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round
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