Archives for February 2014

Sunset.

Seated at the seaside at sunset
sent a chill down my spine
multitudes of sea gulls flapped
their pure white wings in the air
their wild cry penetrated through the air
waves lashed onto the rock
which sent foamy bubbles on to my feet
and as the sun set
myriad of colours spread across the sea
which burnt like a ball of fire.

Still Searchin’

A cynic in my youth
Profusely searching for the truth
Wouldn’t believe without any proof
I concluded that everything was untrue
Soon addicted to feeling blue
Ooh the crazy things that I would do
Made me look like an ignorant fool
Oh but the world did not have a clue
That like them, I too
Was subjected to a reality so cruel
So harsh it broke me in two

Things went from bad to worse
Money disappeared from my purse
“It’s because you don’t tithe “, said the church
There they go again, looking down on me like I’m dirt
Thinking the only way to ‘save’ is to hurt
And to pierce the heart with judgmental words
Alienating the Spirit with their curbs
‘Causing separation through ideas they birthed
From their mind into a perplexed earth
While they shun all attempts to search
For the truth. The truth was sent to its grave, it traveled by hearse

Confusion reigned in the mind of this lost
Girl. Every night I’d turn and toss
Couldn’t comprehend: Blood shed for a cost?
Wandering around, where do I go Boss?
Kingdom Hall, Cathedral or Mosque?
Searching, searching not for the truth, but a box
Somewhere to hide while I detox
Remove all the toxins – a much welcomed loss
Of appetite for poisonous talks
I want to take off my shoes, take long walks
After my period of hibernation to get rid of this albatross.

The road to recovery will not be instant
It take wisdom, patience and persistence
To appreciate the journey, spread the word, make a difference.

I’m still searchin’
Learning
Living and loving

Society Segregation

I am a representative of society. Filling in from all social classes and financial securities. Emulating a codex of our individual abilities. Realities, fantasies and physical capabilities. The stigma of enigma flows like a captivating river. Vehemence calling to come hither as the petals of a rose wither into winter. Yet as I roam the realm of the status quo I am enlightened by my discoveries. I see the discrimination and trepidation of the adolescent mind-set. Prejudices are imprinted preconceptions.

Passive Power

Load, aim and fire.
Shoot out of the barrel that confined you.
Lead you are. Leader you will be.
Asphyxiate my being to immense pressure.
Explode out whilst you implode in.
Fly.
Flying out of the barrel of violence that I was so long a part of.
Flip the magazine.
See the image of perfection tattered on its firing range.
Ruffle the whiskers of the tame lion that you will soon emulate.
Possessing the potential to leave an impact.
A wound on the warrior of war.
Yet you roll over in a solid state.
Afraid to stretch the frequency of your voice into a roar.
Think.
Stop.
Passive are you not? Why then both?
Rise. You must to load, aim and fire.
Shoot out of the barrel.
I am your gun and you are the lead bullet.

IT NEVER HAS BEEN EASY

IT NEVER HAS BEEN EASY
BUT FAITH HELPED US TO KEEP BELIEVING
THAT WHATEVER HAPPENED
GOD WAS THERE TO GIVE US A REASON TO HOPE.

IT IS BECAUSE OF THE LOVE HE HAS
AND HIS HEART THAT HE HAS REVEALED TO US
THAT MADE IT POSSIBLE TO BELIEVE
THE PROMISES THAT HE MADE HE WILL MAKE COME TRUE.

WE MUST ACT UPON HIS PROMISES
BY DOING WHAT MUST BE DONE
AND THEN LEAVE IT IN GOD’S HANDS
TO ALLOW GOD TO SHOW US HE CAN DO WHAT HE PROMISED.

IT IS IN THE TIME THAT WE ARE WAITING
THAT WE GET A BETTER UNDERSTANDING
OF WHAT HE HAS DONE IN THE PAST
TO HELP US WHEN WE CAN’T UNDERSTAND WHAT HE DOES NOW.

GOD IS AT WORK IN OUR LIFE’S
BECAUSE HE KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS TO DO
WITH OUR DIFFICULTIES AND STRUGGLES
SO THAT WE CAN LIVE LIFE TO THE FULL.

Fatigue

Come suck the life out of me, my being and soul set free.
Let me live within a secular realm, the armour of distress has me at its helm.
No spirit within the teary pits of my eyes, void of all reaction and truth as its lies.
Educated segregated and the fools celebrated.
Pleased with being teased and my pleas propagated.
Lying on a bed of roses and stains of blood.
Judgement Day is looming with its fiery flood.
Get some enigma to a danger intrigue,
Tales of my villainy within my fatigue.

Paralysed by my own eerie silence, morally illegal life driving has no license.
My inner sins I need to get some penance, my pity party now has a high attendance.
Taken and reciprocated every judgement, of me and now I appeal for God’s atonement.
For my repentance this is my moment, mental parliament’s so fly it is an owl government
Smart puns are in colloquial terms called punch lines.
Because it is lyrical mutilation with battle rhymes.
Wearing big watches because I have risked the big time.
Straightening shows at narrow mindsets that are called crooked crimes.
Get some stigma for conforming’s intrigue,
Stories of my wicked fatigue.

For You

Many a thing sets this day apart
You unleashed the wonders of a woman’s heart
Through the mirrors of your eyes
You showed more than you could ever say
A peek into your soul, your eyes begged me to stay
And be a lingering part of a life unfulfilled
I did more than that, I made you my world

Your brilliance, your passion, your promising smile
I embrace it all, even just for while
A man amongst men, that’s no idle words
As only a man could make me see my worth
I do so much more than make you my world,
I’m living my life and for you, that’s a just reward

Lintletse

The sun –

This morning rose glistening with ecstasy.
In that pure blue, yet, the storms brew.

Just as still water runs deep,
In quite nights under my breath death I could feel creep, beneath my skin the battle I could feel waging,
In silent spaces words rush to my ear causing a bout as they come crushing against my skull,
Perhaps what my world needs is the tenderness in you voice, or,
Perhaps it’s just my centre that can no longer hold.

Walls of my minds dome are caving in,
Smooth edges of my soul have turned rigid,
Solace I now seek from a thousand different faces and places I’ve never been.

I am left alone without a home;
Without a mother’s love, and,
Laughter has become a memory,
My summer days have grown cold, and,
Pictures of you are beginning to fade, yeah,
Love is not as sweet without you.

I wish I was told how life could prove to be so cold.

Happiness has deserted me,
You left for the heavens in the break of my dawn and since then I forgot how to smile,
I stand nude and the only thing I wear is a frown,
In the sea of human faces I’m left to drown,
Never did I know how life could prove so cruel.

Food had in loneliness is not a meal,
Just as a house that stands alone is not a home.

Rest well sunshine to my universe –
You were a blessing and a best friend,
A part of me will forever miss you.

How I wish the creator missed me more than he needed you.

If Today Was My Last Day

If today was my last day on earth and somehow I knew;

I’d spend my last hours with you;

I’m not sure about my fate when the Lord one day calls me;

Or where I’ll spend eternity;

 

So I want to make my last day as if it was Heaven on earth before I leave;

I’ve had money all my life but never a single day of peace;

I’ve always wanted love but it always slipped away from me;

And left me with tears at night so lonely;

 

But then we met and I finally found sanity;

Who knew, peace and love would come in the form of you;

I was always looking for something else girl that’s the truth;

So if today was my last day to live and somehow I knew;

 

Girl I’d spend every last second loving you.

Woman’s hurt

Ke sekwankwetla,ke mosadi wamakhonnthe,ke lejwe la moralla ke mma tiisetso moradi wa mathata,ke mamello,ke mosadi wa ntja dialoma,jonna wee keopelwa ke hlooho,mathata arwetse manolo hodimo,fela ke beya tshepo yaka ho jesu mora modimo,le bona botlatla masholo kea dumela,nne ke ikanne keitse botleng le bobeng ketla tiisetsa.ho fihlela re arohanwa ke ramasedi.ne ke sa tsebe monna enwa ke satane,otla ntsietsa,a mpehe magatheng a lefu,monna enwa ke ganyapa,raditebele o yanshapa,ke ya ikemela,kea ikepela,ke tennwe,ke radifeisi ntja dialoma,ke tennwe ke hlekefetso,ke khathetse ke dithwako.ke tla itwanela Maang.ntlohele ntlohele ha o sa mpatle,let me go,leave me alone,why?why abuse me if u don’t love me?i will nev’r let u misuse me,abuse me,hurt me,onhlekefeditse ho lekane monna.i am a women.i’m not a Your punching back,you turned my house into a boxing ring.i am your wife not opponent.mmele waka otletse matetetso.pelo yaka etletse mahlwele.mahlo aka ke noka ya digapha.ka le baka la hao manna.