Chapter 1
A life of a young and un-natured master is born. Sadly the life is not welcomed by warm hands, it is rather the opposite of that. See and walk on a short journey as we read about a young girl who is born out of mischief, lies, lust and adultery that lead to her horrible as one would argue life. She later had to grow up being rejected by those she knew. she had to grow up understanding rejection more as to love hence she fell so quickly into the trap and deception of being loved. With the loss of her only child it’s when Qadira began to know and understand the super natural side of life, who she was and to use of her un natured power. She later becomes the lost hope for the dead. She then had face he dark forces of witchcraft to free people that had been trap and lost without hope of any rescue as many knew them to be dead.
Why and what made me write this book?
I wrote this book simply because I love to write and I wanted something that the youth of today can read, something that is more of our culture. It pained me to see how the community has changed and modernized everything to western life. Even the super heroes are western, so I thought why not go back to our roots and find action find laughter, joy, love, happiness, sadness and all that we face in knower days. It’s like you have to be too modern to express the emotions you have or anything. I wrote this book to remind the youth of today and challenge them to never forget who they are and to strive and promote their culture. Most and above all to respect other people’ religion and culture no matter the difference, structure, ugly or beautiful it may seem. One by one we will come to the point that, no matter how different we might think we are but we serve one creator and in his eyes we are one
I HAD A DREAM!
I had a dream!
Last night I had a dream.
I had a dream that I was dancing with the angels but now
I’m walking alone in the wilderness.
Last night I had a dream that I spoke with my father and he said such brightness was ahead of you
But now I’m fighting my mother’s battles.
Last night I was a sangoma.
But now I’m a loose drunkard!
I had a dream that millions of people bowed at my voice,
But now even my neighbors can’t stand sight of me & even those that look at me turn and laugh away.
I had a dream!
I had a dream that the whole word meant and whisper things to me for the leaving,
But now I see the brutality of the dead.
I had a dream, my dream is that we all look and see the reality of this horrible word/world called the uniVerse!
