For example , anointed Christians are “ vessels of mercy ” who have been molded into ‘ vessels for an honorable use . ’ Abantu abaningi bayakholwa ukuthi uJesu akayena uNkulunkulu. Noma kunjalo, abanye bakhomba amavesi athile eBhayibhelini abakholelwa ukuthi asekela ukuthi uJesu uyalingana noNkulunkulu. Impilo yakho ithintwa izimo ongenakuzilawula—njengezimo zomnotho, ukutholakala kwezidingo zokuphila nokunye. Nokho, ngokuvamile ungakwazi ukusebenzisa okungenani amanye amacebiso akulesi sihloko esingenhla. Njengoba enye indoda ehlakaniphile yasendulo yakubeka, “unokuqonda lowo oboné inhlekelele wabe esecasha.”—IzAga 22:3. With that said, Moor Mother delivers music with more punch than I can stomach. Her stylistic approach is a sharp contract to the milquetoast rappers of today whose messages revolve around girls, guns and cars. And though this is commendable, the prophecies of gloom and doom in her songs are too much to bear for a struggling optimist like myself. Our different political and geographical contexts may be the source of this disconnect. Race is a prominent subject in Moor Mother’s songs – and white supremacy is set up as the main antagonist. In America, where black people are the minority, I can understand how that can engender feelings of hopelessness and helplessness. As a black South African however, I believe, as stated by Chigozie Obiama his article for ForeignPolicy titled, There are no successful black nations, that the time has come for some serious introspection. Why have we not made more headway in emancipating black people from generational poverty?