Thursday, November 24, 2011

LOVE TELLS NO LIES

Why?

She gave her heart

Walk the rain for his shadow

Paint graffiti to celebrate him

Stir for him to be part of family

One and the only one in her heart

Open her body pores to be raided

Loving despite his lust for women

Worship the soil he walked on

Paint his portrait on clouds

Tattoo his name on her forehead

Let the world know who he was

Praise the Lord and laud him

Forsaken all that’s important

Deserted family for his sake

Change dress code to satisfy his ego

Walk to the end of the world

Wrote volumes to her show love

Fantasies even in his present

Daydream in order to have his effigy

Bought gifts one after another

Make love till sounds of birds toll

Picture the future with beau

Call his name as if possessed

Run in rains to send face book

Allowed body to incubate his child

Body eaten insolently by diseases

Book appointment for both of them

Remain strong as body host HIV

Accused of sleeping round

Called slut yet clearly no cheater

Never make a scene but talked softly

Remain committed and caring

Labeled stupid by family and friends

No one understood where she was

Language of love had dethroned her

Why fall in love with a bastard?

How long must she allow ab … use?

Strong yet said to be subservient

Blessed with loveliness and laurels

Love battered and ambushed her

Wrote poems a dedication to partner

How?

She stayed in this relationship

She never bid any one a goodbye

Smiling one has disappeared

No one can piece puzzle together

Tears on the pillowcase

It’s too late now to do anything

Mouth stuffed with her panties

She is lifeless and has left

Her mutilated remains on body bag

So soon and so sudden

Body parts perforated like a brazier

Oh she loved him unconditionally

Perpetrator had rights to sex her up

Beautiful gift gone for good

Headstone had line from her poem

Love never lies but is lethal –

Learn language of love for love is life

Friday, October 14, 2011

Begrudge no(body)

Often time we walk on this earth shamelessly creating unnecessary challenges for ourselves. The only let down is that when we fall, we seem to blame our woes on others. If only we were able to set time aside and focus on the positive. In this life, there is so much we can be grateful for especially if you consider how blessed we are. Daily we are given opportunities to touch those in our midst. Instead of living harmoniously with our fellow brothers and sisters somehow we derive pleasure in castigating them for the wrongs they may committed.

For we are body, soul and mind and have faculty of smelling flowers, why then do we focus on carrying a burden of hate. The tendency to worry about secondary things is wast of breath. Why is it that we spend most of our time begrudging those we claim to be closets to us.

There are countless occurrences we may wish to change and remain baffled whenever nature overtakes us. Everyday we wake up with plans and watch in exasperation when our dreams are shattered. Sometimes you look at the weather and wish you had, had the power to control the intensity of the hot weather conditions.

In life there are phenomenon we have no control over. If it happens that you are at odds with a friend or family member. Don't spend the rest of your life worrying or holding grudges. Carry on living life to the fullest. Be at peace with everybody you meet. Be thankful for the life.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Saul Sibusiso Mashinini

saul sibusiso mashinini
aka minus maquestion kgosing
’76 soweto student
served in student structures
skipped south africa
sincere and selfless
sweet soldier
sensible spiritual squire
sworn to non-surrender
served selflessly
sent to surveillance
sharp shooter
stood for self-rule
shit on white supremacy
strong and sincere
sometimes strict
sang freedom songs
share his soul
separated from siblings
struggle soldier
studied in soviet
shot in swaziland
shoulders stored shrapnel
smuggled stalin organ
stayed in somalia
survive security branch
supported ‘spear of the nation’
super spy
soft spoken and systematic
sabotaged by sell outs
spent time in solitary confinement
sacrificed by soul mates
strong sense of serving
slept in shallow sites
severely suffocated
sad state of affairs
severed of sight
sliced of sex organs
shocking shame
sleeps under the soil
search for sliced section stay
strange stuff
someone spit in our soul
still struggle to make sense of the struggle
someone speak to us
still in sorrow
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Friday, February 25, 2011