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Zizo shares sweet message to her baby boy

2016-07-08 12:44
Zizo Beda (Photo: Instagram)

Johannesburg – In a beautifully crafted note, Zizo Tshwete (formerly, Zizo Beda) shared some words of wisdom from her husband, Mayihlomo, to their baby boy. 

The couple welcomed their son, Vukile Tshwete, in March this year, and from the looks of things they’re enjoying every minute of parenthood. 

So much so that Mayihlomo took the time to write a beautiful poem to their son, reminding him not to forget his past, but also not to dwell on it, and by so doing, forget to live for the future. 

In the note Mayihlomo tells Vukile of all the lessons he will learn from his parents, including the story of where he got his names from. 

Your mother and I, give to you your grandfathers names
It will be neither burden nor a blessing
It's a name crafted by strength, beauty , chains
A name dreaming of freedom within the confines of oppression 
Take this name, carry it imperfectly proudly 
When they ask, don't whisper, affirm loudly
"

Zizo shared the sweet message on her Instagram account and it was an instant hit with fans. 

Read the full message here.  

FOR OUR SON MAQOMA, WRITTEN BY HIS TATA ?? "Your mother and I will give to you suggestions Our history will susurrate to you All that came before you will speak of the titans that bent the grass Wore the path and envisioned the view Your mother and I will tell you about voices that thundered Queens that survived torment, resinous of humanity for you to be mothered We will tell you about Lusaka, the warmth of a neighbors embrace We will plate the forgotten tale of the struggle for a more human face Your mother will sing to you rustic melody Music of her bare feet drumming uneven dusty slopes You will know of our hardship and poverty In an unconquerable symphony of partially heard hopes Your mother and I will present our lives to you as admonition Testaments of embattled childhoods and a peoples postponed redemption Carry your history with purpose Boldly, affirming while redefining what worth is Your mother will pontificate her amber visions of the rising sun I will show you the soil over which Solomon hung Hoping that you are neither constrained by our pain Nor too free to see the cost your forebearers paid Your mother and I, imperfect, like concrete roses beautifully shaped by an imperfect world Will instruct you to love black perfectly , be a star in deep night Darkness was never a curse, be the living sound of Bikos incomplete verse Gleam among the constellations of sparkling souls who fought the incomplete fight Your mother and I, give to you your grandfathers names It will be neither burden nor a blessing It's a name crafted by strength, beauty , chains A name dreaming of freedom within the confines of oppression Take this name, carry it imperfectly proudly When they ask, don't whisper, affirm loudly"

A photo posted by ZizoTshwete (@zizotshwete) on

 

-TheJuice