Tick tock, tick tock, time is nothing
Time is nothing its just a matter of tick tock
confusing a new generation inside a transparent sock
when one is lost in a space of no return turning into an obsolet stock
Broken into different figures of nothing
its seconds you realize you still something
or nothing that turns into a flash of bling and bling
There you go again counting meaningless`
steps, paces faces and laces fearless`
slipping into a broken minute of stress
When you get to a point of realizing that even a broken watch
has the right time twice a day its time you march
to an instance of contigency and superior match
Tick tock, tick tock, time is nothing…
La Mandoza Celebration
For our Artist Mandoza, Eaton Inc baby
La Mandoza Celebration
Sssshhhhh as I silence all applause
Let my tribute be as legendary
As the undisputed hit maker
Born from the ghetto but his
Voice would echo louder in the
Suburbs broke barriers between
Race as in the proverbs
10th chapter of his life many still
Try capture his style a celebration
Is he to us as a treat an inspiration
Is he to them in the street
The more his aim doubled the more
His fame got him into trouble I guess
In most success stories behind it had
A no access glory pass
A nation shuns away what it first
Embraced as a genies as the media
Feeds a no lenience picture
He made a way for some Artistic
Figures and prepared the path
For more to join the spotlight
A few imitators many wannabees
But only 1 MDZ
Adapts to any type of genre his
Colabs is what sparks and ignites
The others fire to flames
Flawless for his awardships
Historical affirmation RSA is just
His beginning all roots trace
Back from when he took kwaito
Crowned as a superstar outshined
The lifespan of the 2year artist plan
Media man you pay your respects
Then denounce and exaggerates
With all your interviews we enter
To view your vendetta against
Ones bread & butter our artists
live by the media and die by the media
exposure clearly allowed us to celebrate
Mandoza 10 chapters marks a victorious
Reign much props for raising the
Standards and for the cross over
Over to making that little township
Kid believe he can make it to be the
Next you unconsciously created some
Protégé which you never hear off
Your passion and drive dominates the
Stage your focus and prestige in
Music portrays a story of a man
Called Mandoza
Consequence not a sequence
I am not like a usual self self being sold on a shelf…
Temporarily fighting against negative behaviour
Mentally stronger like Lobsang but, not my saviour
Tzu, has nothing on me, I bet on the Creator
I walk straight even though you may think I am aqual
In the pure form I forgive perpetuator`
I spontaneously read your thoughts like a sequel
In a manner of consequence not a sequence
as I represent good actions in a form of actions and vowel`
JUST BEFORE I GO
JUST BEFORE I GO
Just before I go, make my day, kiss
me on the four head and tell me
you love me. Just before I go, hold
me in your arms, telling me "its all
right".
Just before Im at your mercy, be sure
to catch my grip. Before this breath
taking site catches my eye. Besure
to tell me its gona be over soon.
Just before I enter this deep
relentless chasm, and hold the
gound with my dead chest. Just
before I get cold feet, be there
to help me close my eyes and sleep.
Search
We're all on some sort of search
For wisdom,direction,meaning and purpose
Some wish upon a soulmate
Like a married couple for a child
Some just need that kick start in their career
And others are not sure of what their meaning in life should be
Some are always on the run
The only problem with that is,u'll always run into yourself
Some just want a mother and a father
Some hate themselves while others love themselves
Some die of hunger, while others are multi-millionaires
Some pretend to care, and other just don't care at all
So we are all actors on the set of life
Pretending to be fine,when we not
Smiling when every inch of our being wants to burst into tears
So many why's? so little understanding
Of purpose of meaning
Im still searching too…for strength, understanding and guidance
help me
this is seriously not a poem… all i wanna no is how do i read the comments on my poems,… i have a few but its not in english and i would really like to no how i can read it

