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It was yesterday;
I picked you up for a walk
Under the moon and stars
A chance for us to talk
Your eyes so bright, I was enchanted,
With your lovely smile
I lacked the courage
To tell you how I truly felt
Somehow I was under a spell.
Regrets lasting a thousand years,
God gave me an Angel
Caught up in a dream,
I left heaven pass me by
While staring at a closed door,
Finally the thought crossed my mind;
It was a year ago.
A thousands years by Tumelo Malebo
14/12/2014
Liberty;
where is Liberty
our youth is corrupted,
our beloved children smoke drugs
They always drinking alcohol,
young children bore babies
Is this Liberty,
You call this Liberty?
Liberty;
where is Liberty
Children are raped,
women are abused
crime is increasing,
young and old people commit
suicide; everyday
Is this Liberty,
you call this Liberty.
Liberty;
where is Liberty
our government is corrupted
There is fraud after fraud,
In the country of blindness
one eyed man; is the king
is this Liberty,
You call this Liberty?
Refuse to be weak
It seems so tragic that;
Everyone under the sun
Suffers the same fate,
That’s why people are not
more careful to be good.
Instead, they choose their own;
mad course;
For they have no hope,
There is nothing ahead
But death anyway
But listen try hard to be good,
Refuse to be weak.
Is this the freedom
they fought for
oh, young people ruined it
The world is a dangerous place
to live in;
people changes to be monsters
Is this freedom
they fought for
oh God, I pray and beseech
you,
To guide and protect
young people from the danger
that are ever,
present in the world today
like a candle in the dark,
makes everything feels bright
and protect our democracy.
We were there,
When you ask us
To vote for you,
And you promised us
Jobs and better services.
But now you forget
Because you got what
You wanted;
How selfish you are
You made us the steps,
For you to prosper.
You may feel down,
Feel like giving up
But you must rise forth
And continue to move forward
Move in faith towards your purpose
It may feel painful now
But your purpose is being,
formed through your pains,
You shall soon see it was,
worth it.
You are the future
You are young and ambitious,
Joy is like education to you
The hidden treasure,
Great things are waiting for you.
Energy and good advice
Is what you need,
To move on with your life
You need an encouragement
with nice words;
You can do it
You are prosperity.
You are strong
Nobody can stop you,
Your strength is like a big river
That is flowing towards west,
Nobody can stand before it
Your ambition will reach the world
You need investment in your future.
Big City Lights
Dim reality
Bright fantasies
Slowly ripping the petals of our daisies.
Fast cars
Slow the tar on the pavement.
Walking into a mirage,
Dodging cupid’s arrow for what’s parked in the garage.
Materials,
Serial killers.
Materials,
Over working us.
Love lost,
Money found.
Infants hosts,
Sickness bound.
Big City Lights,
Hiding behind cracked walls.
Big City Lights,
Deaf to the Fathers call.
Shadows escaping from flesh.
Widows wearing white while the wounds are still fresh.
Mothers breastfeeding chemicals,
Babies abandoned praying for miracles.
Fathers lost in the music,
Children lonely becoming clueless.
Big City Lights,
On day & night.
Sun starts to fight,
Moon giving up its bright.
Blankets on pavements
Skin with no pigment
Wanting, craving, killing for that forbidden element.
Big City Lights
Leaving minds in the dark.
Big City Lights,
When will you stop taking life?
Dice rolled
Homes in 6’s & 7’s
We closer to hell than we are to heaven.
Big City Lights
How dare you!
Big City Lights
Who dared you?
Condemnation consoled by condoms.
Adultery,
A growing tree.
Big City Lights
When will you fuse?
Big City Lights
I’d rather walk in the dark than in your light if I was to choose.
Open your eyes
Be deaf to the city lies.
Open your heart,
Not legs then when you slowly depart.
Big City Lights
Get lost!
Don’t follow the light,
Before you get lost.
Big City Lights…
$igned : Lucky
In this room,
I stay up, wake up.
Think about all my break ups.
Smile ,
Move forward, trim my tears with some make up.
No one knows me like my room,
We lay stare at the moon,
Then dream that an upgrade with sliding doors & a balcony is coming soon.
We sit together,
kiss but never tell,
Its the only place thhat doesn’t fell like hell.
These four walls,
stand tall & guard me.
These four walls,
Know how I really feel about she.
This mirror reflects ,
These eyes connect,
I gladly accept ,
And Love myself with no regret.
This bed at night,
Brings light & holds me tight when I have a fright.
This pillow catches my tears,
Closes my eyes & erases my fears,
Crafting me to wonderland where my fantasies appear.
This room is me,
I am my room.
Fashion shows before I go out,
Yes no? It never shuts up.
These windows see my thoughts & confrontations.
Those one on one fantasy talks that occur in mind and cause depression.
And when the times comes I become dumb with no expression.
This room knows my ambition,
My missions
Its always silent when listening to my confensions.
It never judges !
Holds no grudes!
Its my place of meditation where silence is my medication.
This room hears my mothers cry.
Hears my stupid lies.
Knows all my family ties,
Yet still Loves me & stays by my side.
Id kick these walls, when I dont have it all.
You’d just toss me to my bed,
Make me forget about what makes me sad.
Then you’d conspire with music,
Then Id just dance sing & just lose it.
This room is my world,
It knows me without saying a word.
It loves me like no another,
It really would be sad if I moved to another.
Another will come,
And love you like me.
Place this on my will,
This Room must know how I really feel.
This room is life,
One day I hope I share it with my wife.
$igned : Lucky
My mind spins like the barrel of a powerful gun….
I worked for Capitec and Tag worldwide and saved these guys a ton….
The managers are insecure and instead of promoting me… they decided to run….
Setting me up to get fired because they truly are cunts.
I worked extremely hard to get to that point….
All these pussies could see is me taking their joint.
My level of thinking was a million times better than theirs….
So they plotted and schemed which I thought was unfair.
Now I’m unemployed and it really is truly dumb…..
But it’s not because I’m not hardworking ….
These managers were just scum.
Now here’s some advice and I leave you with this….
Being smart in a mediocre country ….
It’s truly a curse.
The oracle 707
