Souls Made One
(To His Girlfriend, Its Our Anniversary)
The souls were merged
Lived with peaceful minds
Of the love binding between their hearts
And all they ever had were truthful moments
That so never got pale
Their souls emerged
Connecting with optimistic smiles
And memories flew coming from different miles
That is all they ever had
A life that was more a fairytale
Genuine like the gliding stars
Their hands were held against each other
Just to live in their own town
And build a motive
Of their love too good to be renown
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Jessica The Racist Beauty Model
You speak words
Words that pun a knife on the heart
You speak words
Words that destroy unity
You speak words
Words that kill the black generation
I sit and wonder
How proud your ancestors will be of you
that you have once again
Reflected the true hate that boils
In the blood veins of your family
But how cruel,
Because you re-declare a war
That you already defeated already
How disgusting of you
Travelling the world
With pride that you represent
The rainbow nation
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Africa The Dignity Deferred
I am Africa
I am the mother
I am Africa
A father to mothers
I am Africa
An ancestor to fathers
I gave life
I gave birth to all these notions
With motions
I begot all these valleys
Mountains I natured
And fountains I matured
But wars acted
In no time my life was rejected
The spilling of blood was perfected
And thus today I am neglected
Today they predilected
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The Edge Has Been Cut (South Africa)
My Belovèd Country!
My Belovèd Love!
My Belovèd Nation!
It is not the best we perceve,
Though with attitude we assume,
Sit down and let me tell you the story of reflection,
we boost about being the best,
fool a massive number of foreign correspondence,
But we disguise reality!
that which we call Africa in the South,
I cannot even differentiate when compared with Zimbabwe,
A huge level unemployment
A fast growing element of poverty,
A lack of proper education as usuall,
And so we shine regardless,
I sit and ask my innocent logical mind,
are the economical figures of South Africa a true reflection of its definition?
if yes!
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A Secret Of Nature! (Truth Hurts)
here comes the moon,
cheating with the stars when the sun is not arround,
however, it is a marriage that was never atall meant to be,
because the sun comes back home everymorning,
only to find that the moon is nowhere to be found,
the sun being the victim of hurt pain and resentment,
because everytime it comes back from a late shift,
expecting the dearly wife (The Moon)
to welcome him home with warmth and love, because alone the sun cannot create warmth for itself,
but reality is
the sun loves the monn!
the moon loves the stars,
and the stars are known to be the third party,
that which will always remain in the sun's heart (The Moon)
shall never be viewed by his eyes,
and for the love of the moon
it hurts!
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An Anniversay! My Love!
that i so became hungry for your love in vague,
a primitive old day that young so near to the heart,
serving resemblance to the long lonely distance of sea love,
and proximity being a song with tears in the chick from beady eyes,
needless i see the precedence over the sad heart yet,
cynical but selfish of the time it takes for a cygnet to find love, and i did,
but how pecular that a bird has no wings, ours is splendid silence,
oh! i hear though the words very eminent in an extravagant sound,
enough to keep my hopes high, though a wonderful understatement,
the giggling mind sweeps the smile, how dour of such love?
that so became a fairytale not to tell but click the doorbell,
a sleazy thought that i employ not in my firm of love.
i am left with an oganza because there is no cloth to present,
yet i present you my heart,
yet i present you my love,
yet i present you my loyalty,
yet i sing an anniversary holding hands with you,
and by my obligation, i ought to take you to haven with me and finish more decades!
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My Song (The Religion)
I Sing the song allong may saddness,
that even in rage it leaves me with age,
a song i sing towards the price,
a song i sing in time with some,
when i atter the lyrics of pain,
i fantise every minute of gain,
that when i atter the lyrics of relief,
i preconceive happiness with much belief,
I sing the song allong many saddness,
disparity not allowed the room in heart,
prosperity in grant because it might,
though spontaneously i hear a lot from it,
conspecously the ears get to eat,
dispored nor dipossessed i shall sing aloud,
i sing the song along many sadness,
Yes! i sing it in darkness,
but a song i own in light,
scattered in the systems of blood,
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Bottom Line
I am 'Me',
Because I am 'Myself',
Never hit left!
Never hit right!
What I am,
Is who I am,
I rerseve my own philosophical identity,
I resile my own interdependant indemnity,
I Am what I am,
I trade nothing of it,
I hide nothing oft,
As I fake none of it,
What I am,
Belongs to me,
If what I am is being pity,
then you pity nothing of it,
Who I am!
Is what I am!
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Our African Being
You are a soul
a love endless to those who love
a heart unbreakable to those shine,
those who glide and gloom,
those who glisten your image upon themselves
they are true definitions of Africans
You are a smile unseen
you are a life unborn
a burden of peace above hate,
late as the sun retires
your stars release a true divine tranquil,
not even the world has
Africa a true African
As generations of diversity
whose genes were torn my ill liberty
we see but know not of you
'Africa', the unknown stranger
Upon giving birth you plough pride
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The African Son Glides
to elders he respect
under realistic rules he perfects
orders strength with patience
conquers foes with confidence
so much expected of his mature
too much needed of his nature
conspicuous eyes an African Son glides!
runs and roars like a tiger
laughs and lutes like a bird
honest to his kindness
loyal to his stubbornness
so long he longs for wisdom
for long strives for success
conspicuous eyes an African son glides!
an ancient mind of inabilities
such anxious heart of possibilities
that he climbs with pride
then denotes his cultures
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