As Xabene -

The air is sharp, a blade between us,Forged in the heat of "I am right" and "You are wrong."But the metal is brittle, and the room is tired.So I reach across the divide, not with a fist,But with a palm open, a white flag in the throat. As'xabene.

Let’s not fight. Let’s just listenUntil the echo of the shouting is replacedBy the quiet hum of being human, together. Stream As'xabene - Ngqondo by DJ Lab - SoundCloud As Xabene

We are not the sum of our jagged edges.We are the bridge we choose to walk across.The win is not in the silence of the other,But in the shared breath after the storm has passed. The air is sharp, a blade between us,Forged

Let the heavy words drop like stones into deep water.They do not need to be carried anymore.Your truth has a home, and mine has a chair,And though they speak different languages,They breathe the same restless air. Let’s just listenUntil the echo of the shouting