She is my friend

She is the yelling baby born within the house of Martin in the land of many waters.

She is a pure and sure reflection of birthland...it is she is truly a gem of the montains.

Abenaa Mansa....among the Akan,that is your name. 

You are the lady who moves about with a huge portion of Kwame Manu's Heart.

It was you who sent the gift to prayer and work after you left him.

Nomithandazo....thanks be to God for you....God is hearing from your sandlapper.

Nomisebenzi...thanks be to God for you....your sandlapper is working hard for you.

My lord,how two water dogs crossed paths with the male seeking the female...

Ms.Gemmy Spudette......you native Potatolander,you russet spudder you

Five decades of blue healing rosary....the holy rosary....

Brightest ray of the coming sun of the montains...is what you are,my lady

You lived sometime in the land of george..west of your birthland,the gemyland 

Two of your sisters are sandlappers....just like your frined,the king's gift.

Clanswomen to the Little Flower of Jesus...born as well to Martin's House.

Does this means you have Heaven on speeddial...since your housemates are saints?

They too belongs still to the House of Martin,your common house of all Martins

She is my friend.....this lady from the gem of montains,coming sun from the same