Tuesday, November 29, 2011

1st Annual Tshwane Beach Party

Woke up that morning, To go give sacrifices of joy.
Felt a thrilling combination of joy and pain @ the same time.
Prayed for permission to take flight
Prayed for Sunshyn
Got there, set up Kwai style
Venue, The combination of the hardness of the rock and the liquidity of the Valley,
A factory for the making of memories
Answered prayers the sun was shinning
Birds were singing
People were arriving, looking kwai as usual                         
                                         
Love birds, Grooverholics, The cream of the crop
Black diamond’s whose entertainment needs were abandoned
The night was danced away the Dj’s were off the hook
The crowd was on their feet
The menu was developed
Demands were made
Most fulfilled some not to our satisfaction
The love humbling
The team love and war @ the same time, to get the work done
The noise was loud
The neighbours complained
The cops came
The party continued
The morning came
The noise died
The sun came out
The family time was priceless
The clouds gathered
The kids had a blast
The injuries happened
The laughter unaffected
The sun went down
Showers of blessings drizzled
The party moved inside
Nkululeko set the dance floor alight
Sing alongs performances and dedications
It was a kwai weekend in deed