Do not use the color of my skin as a justification of your claims,
Your claims lack empirical/scientific evidence,
there are bestowed with the forces of non existence
Identification perpetuate human segregation
I am what I am.You are what you are…
our differences lies behind the veil of individuating information,
The prejudice and stereotypes we pose to out-groups has no fundamental causation
We cannot allow our social norms to constitute our final conclusion
Give yourself time to learn and experience my culture before making assumptions,
What you think I am… is beyond the language I speak,the clothes I wear and the lifestyle I live
Why do we allow hostile,superficial stereotypes to blind us
The issue of race had put us in little boxes,
Limiting us not to see the bigger picture,
Let us give ourselves time to dig deeper
We would be surprise of what we will find…
Wisdom is a treasure which takes time to be extracted from the core surface of the Earth,
Together,we can live in harmony
End this racial battle
but this will be achieved only if we see others as equal human beings
though our historical,geographic and backgrounds are different.
You have built this long walls around you,
preventing everyone not to jump through,
Found contentedness within your alone-less
You get bitter when you experience interference
The numbness that flows through your veins
unfold the hidden treasures of your existence
Your uniqueness is a threat to them,
They pretend as if they understand you better…
their lack of truth and justification pushes them further,
Rejoice over your silence
Wisdom is granted to those who LISTEN
the pleasures of affiliation will be enjoyed later.
Now…everything is about YOU
Search for your inner voice,
Listen to it attentively
Your inner peace is the greatest harvest
Let your thoughts flow freely like the river
but be careful of the temptations that blows with the wind.
Stay focus,put your trust in GOD
Everything will be well.
Do not seek pleasure in things that will make you perish
Pleasures that last for a short while are meaningless
Your patience will help you flourish
therefore help you to unlock the doors to eternal happiness.
Familiar words and sound evoke hidden emotions,
elicit shared memories,
compile different stories
compression of time and space
Makes you wanna dance
makes you wanna cry
creation of something new,
intend to keep us together,
not breaking us apart
living a lasting impression that runs through our bloodline
our heart and mind,
understanding the artist message is a virtue
but the remembrance of the long lost lover keeps us haunted,
endurance of shared ideas
formed as one.
They come with guns
loaded with bullets of evil intelligence,
Condemning our minds with the non-existence,
assumed to give us the life we are striving for…
Who are this people?
Making us forget our roots
shooting our brothers and sisters with their stupid ideas,
Dissolving our self-knowledge with hypnotic perceptions,
Promised us to give everlasting redemption,
Praise the Gods to give us salvation,
Loss of identity keeping us off track.
Blindfolded with the misconception of freedom
Confusion consume us,
Subconsciously living our soul bare,
Feed our emotional hunger with care,
They curse us through their breath
Their guns had robbed our integrity as a nation,
Giving us sedative pills to keep calm,
Destroying the sacredness that moves through our veins,
Killing our bloodline with their irresistible temptations
Our fabrication being ripped,tainted with their ideologies
Leaving unhealed wounds in our hearts,
Language becomes a barrier of voicing our views
We become puppets of the one we consider to be superior,
The curious mind being preoccupied with limitless questions,
Wondering about the end of battle,
the end of agony
the beginning of a journey filled with thorns
barefooted…feeling fearless to take that turn to the wilderness surrounded by vultures
the cruelty shown on their faces
shall give us peaceful dreams as we sleep on our bed
covered with the blanket of our success,
therefore freedom will not be our wish but definitely our accomplishment.
Let me have a good cry
flood of tears,cleansing my soul
giving me a sense of awareness about how I feel…
releasing the pain locked inside the house of denial
hiding away the truth with my smile
silence suffocating me…
something without reach…
slowly killing my sensation and perception like a recreational drug,
the deal need to be terminated,
it took away my freedom,
everything felt wrong,
the conditions of the deal clouded my judgment
I failed to make sense of the attributions of our engagement,
You were never real…
you emerged through my dreams
showed me a perfect world I couldn’t anticipate
but you were just an illusion
you were never real…
Allow me to have a good cry
to calm myself from all the frustration you caused in my life,
I don’t blame you
I blame myself for being so kind.
a good cry is the rebirth of new ideas,perspective and a new beginning
tears don’t just fall down for no reason
they bring healing…but with a dose of patience
all will make sense.
Leave your soul with darkest desires
pulling you closer to deception,
Perpetuated with unbearable temptations
A decision need to be made..
Experience exist to test your fate,
Your mind cannot think straight.
Leaving the body burning
Fragility,vulnerability sinking in…
Your pride wanting you to be virtuous,
while you cannot resist the sweetness of his castle
Lust buried deep
giving you wild dreams
the power of his magic makes you weak
releasing the numbness with his electrified hands.
his memory haunt your dreams,
leaving you longing to taste his sweet lips with a kiss,
his presence drowning you in the ocean of wild ecstasy
the darkest longing blinds you,
Making you to take a trip to your own grave,
the light shown on his face
makes you weak on your knees
You call his name through your sleep
You forget that he can easily tempt you to commit a bad deed,
He can grant you a pleasurable moment lasting for a minute,
leaving your heart with coldness
the forbidden fruit could take away your greatest happiness
never make a deal with the devil
the fruit is poisonous
walk away from the goodness that will never last for a long time,
Do not let him to use you for his victory
one day you’ll find a right place for love…
allow patience to become your revelation,
Your leap of faith shall teach you thee greatest lesson of life.
A flux of people going up about the street,
leaving behind the warmth of their bed sheet
searching for opportunities that will make their dream real,
feeling reluctant to standstill
something needs to be done,
a mission to complete.
Pave their way to reach the highest level of the ladder,
though the body is exhausted to carry one
but the soul feel oblige to achieve the goal of their misery
the fruit of their labour doesn’t come cheap,
it pays the bill,
working endlessly is a promise they willing to keep
the sweetest results of their action shall help them feed their hunger filled with greed.
They carry on like a strong human living machine,
Ensuring that they get everything they need.
They bow down to the same KING
A king which suck them dry their last penny,
Giving them false hope to salvation.
A drug given to increase their devastation,
A price paid for their misconception
A decision made with false information.
tears are drowning a broken hearted girl,
Wishing none of this could happen
A pain of a grown up man,
makes her heart oozes,pumping the blood filled with despair,
then she remembers that there’s more to life.
Pain comes and go
she need to cherish that tomorrow is a new day.
Behind closed doors
a woman is beaten up
by a man who claims to love her much
Yet he communicate using his hands
Hoping she will understand,
a sense of happiness had been taken away from her
living with a beast that fails to be a good man.
Blaming her for his shortcomings,
taking her to a guilt trip everytime she wants to run away,
Feeling obligated that living with this man will keep him alive.
The love that brought them together had already died.
there’s no hope in living her life in disguise,
Feeding the curious/suspicious mind with lies.
One day the beast will not take away her peace
even her life is at stake.
Behind closed doors
A family dine in deceit,
eating the food filled with shame
secrets fill their drinks,
showing the world a picture of a perfect family,
away form the curious eyes…
they sleep peacefully with their bitterness,
Everyone is in battle.
Armoured with a lack of trust,
moving forward to retain victory,
while their brothers and sisters are left behind.
Luxuries shall grant them affection and compassion.
Behind closed doors
The leader of broken promises
sail beyond the ocean filled with fortune
Exchanging ideas about how to suck the blood from the weak.
Feeding their hunger of greed with poisonous ideas that increases their desires,
Unequal laws shattered their dreams,
waking from a nightmare caused by the existence of the cruel man.
A man who claims to be a good friend,
telling you what you want to hear,
using you to climb high on the ladder,
Laughing behind your back
celebrating his victory without acknowledging your helping hands,
a greedy heart never shared anything with his brother
NB: I wrote this poem as a humble tribute to everyone who had touched my heart and soul through poetry,photography and just showing their utmost appreciation.I am grateful to have such a distance family,though our friendships can be considered strange but to me,it means a lot.Thank You everyone
Maditjhaba which means mother of the nations.
How is possible for a stranger to write your own memoir so beautifully?
Unleashing your own character like an old friend.
A shared friendship which moves beyond boundaries,
tied by a strange knot
becoming close to a stranger’s imagination,
making you feel like you are part of the story.
As the story unfold…
you realize that the contract that bids you and the writer has no clause
yet it is entirely legitimate,
You always looking forward to share a conversation with her or him,
though the conversation requires just written words,
the connection grows stronger and stronger
The writer gives you hope…
new meaning of life.