i never got to know your name Proffesor

Dear Proffesor.. Meeting you was the change I've always waited for.. You gave me answers, before I even asked the questions.. I came down, coz honestly. I dnt usualy conversate such with the elders.. You saw me, and provoked the inner child in me to talk.. You knew I had problems, and needed someone to talk.. I stood there in wonder, coz I neva met someone like you.. You took me by hand. And walked vastly into the darkness without fear.. I neva had a father, and you were him; jst in a couple of hours that I spent with you.. I confessed to being lost, and you reassured me I was'nt.. I respect your views of life coz you have no shame. Of your past neither your present.. You taught me what it means being myself and a representative of self.. You taught me what it means being an African.. I sold myself to your wisdom.. You pulled my socks up yourself and told me not to fear you.. I journeyd with you without doubt.. I'm a better man now because of chance.. My road just got GPRS to the heaven, coz you held me.. You fed my stomach so I keep attention to your words.. You always spoke the truth and knew wat lies would do to me.. Coz my ground is still soft, you told me to plant wisdom.. Even in my brothers land.. You care, and I've never met someone like you.. Funny, I could look straight in your eyes and see eternity.. You carry a bag full of love, telling me that I should do the same.. Coz a bag full of anger and hatred is much havier.. You told me to let loose.. And never fall for illusion.. You saw me and saw you.. That's why you stopped.. To share the fruit of your lifetime with me.. I'm young, but in me you saw a man.. A man who has a direction.. A man who seeks wisdom.. In me you saw yourself.. So you stoped to share a drink with me.. Saying I have changed your life.. But you are the one who watered my longing heart with sweet words of love and pride in my being a son of Africa..

I don't know who you are Proffessor!
All I know of you is your courage..
And what you left in me for me to adore..

I really dnt know this man, but met him in my journey @ the Steve Biko Foundation

He is a retired Art Professor from Swaziland

I met this man, and he changed my life.

We neva got a chance to introduce ourselves, but spent 3hours locked in conversation..

I was a mountain and he was the sea.. Coz the distance he moved me.. Is clear for everyone to see..
I'm a new person, because of another person..

I know myself more than before..
I dnt regret anything my dear proffessor..
Not even the fact that I neva got to know your name..