did you know that you can taste the burn of willpower on your tongue?

did you know that you can taste the burn of willpower on your tongue?

uninvited it simply sits there

you can not move it

you can try to outwit it

take it for a ride if you want

but burn it will burn

and not leave you alone

and so i can only keep marching on with all that i am

through labyrinths of lost words

through blood dances

and filtrated information

through frames of technologica and self-images

blinding fears, genetica and freedoms

through sorrow and flowers

and always through love

through choirs of wild voices

through african soil and mirrors

i push my way through

how can i stop

when such a path lies under my feet?

through waves of oceans and green of apple trees

through the grape-sounds of pianos

and always through flames

i thrust through with my whole being

with wind around my calves

words boiling and insurgent in my jowls

i can not but quake with 

this tenacious willpower

het jy geweet dat jy die brand van wilskrag op jou tong kan proe?

het jy geweet dat jy die brand van wilskrag op jou tong kan proe?

dit sit ongevraagd net daar

jy kan dit nie skuif nie

jy kan probeer om dit te uitoorlê

ly dit om die bos as jy wil

maar brand sal dit brand

en jou nie alleen laat

en so kan ek net bly aangemarsjeer met al wat ek is

deur labirinte van verlore woorde

deur bloed-danse

en gefiltreerde informasie

deur rame van tegnologika en self-beelde

verblindende vrese, genetika en vryhede

deur verdriet en blomme

en altyd deur liefde

deur kore van wilde stemme

deur afrika-grond en spieëls

dring ek my weg deur

hoe kan ek stop

as so 'n pad onder my voete loop?

deur golwe van oseane en groen van appelbome

deur die druiwe-klanke van klaviere

en altyd deur vlamme

beur ek met my hele wese

met wind om my kuite

woorde kokend en opstandig in my kieste

kan ek nie anders as om te tril met

hierdie moedswillige wilskrag nie