
From Caterpillars to Butterflies
The concept ‘Transformation’ has taken on huge significance in the world in general, and South Africa in particular, during the last few decades.



i saw and passed a boy
a little few years back
about ten years, his little body suggested
it was in the middle of the day i remember
the burning air wearing us down
we all were tired and beaten
his poor skin had taken it all
he turned to look at me
in his dirty hands, a small dirty ball
hugged to the bare naked chest
black pants ending halfway down the legs
worn, torn and of course soiled
as were the soles of his black thick feet
an unwashed face that morning-
seemed many-even before
he looked at me, he turned
i, taken aback marvelled at the incredibly
beautiful eyes mine saw in him
they told of sad distant real
and sometimes beautiful stories
in my efforts to unravel if mine or his
awake and asleep they tell... of
... our story
our story everybody knows
our harsh hot and cold winds
carrying to the beautiful people here
whispers of tiring and trying
complicated inferiority
that has woven and gnawed into simple minds
yet ours are difficult and almost cursed livelihoods
marked by wounds, winds carried
also in the eyes i saw
a strong unbending will as our dry winter lands
where grows our food
oh! our hunger sits deep in our souls, so plentiful we have
so proud we are
that we are tall and walk
but the dirt is on our hands, our skin
we also learnt from the fire we have always seen
in skies just before our bright starry nights
then light up some more
we dance with it, around it
and get joy from leaping flames, leaping hearts
in our confused, diverse directions
it still belongs with us
to stand on ground of unshaken faith and truth
rid illusions, yes we can
with hope and trust of better things to come
so the stories are neither mine nor his
i smile in my thoughts now
i saw a spark, i saw a spark in him
yes i am left marvelled and puzzled
just a little content
i forget not the eyes
no, we are not much different
just different roads and roles we find
we have to walk and play in life.
This poem is part of an Anthology— Botswana Women Write that the English Department at the University of Botswana put together, although published by the University of KwaZulu- Natal Press in 2019.
Tshego Khatri
A Mirror is a deeper response — 200 words, published alongside the article.

The concept ‘Transformation’ has taken on huge significance in the world in general, and South Africa in particular, during the last few decades.


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