Crumbled In Steps
Taken away from my beloved country. I
am a son to those who would stand outside,
call my name and I would answer "Im
comming". Sitting and facing backwards on
a raft on the dask of the lastday before the begining
of the new moon of rains. The transaction
had been made and I captivated.
Across my head, past my ears, over my shoulders
the cold.. cold wind blew as I sat and watched
the land drift away and a new life would begin.
Taken away from my beloved country . I ,
I am a brother to those with two left hands.
Sitting and facing backwards in a raft, my ears
fall deaf to the tone of their voices, but hands idle
to their call. Im tied up to a solid post.
Over waters, in the sea to which my life line extends
to snap from the motherland of many who pride their
graves for having fallen in fought of that beloved land.
Taken away from my beloved country. I, I ..I used
to be a man. A man to that, that knew my place in a
home. Sitting and facing backwards in a raft, my left
leg had broken, my crutch inaccessable. The pain was
excruciating.
Under the spell of daze in pain, I zoned to delusional thoughts
of the yet to be seen land of the pail. I couln't set foot.
Taken away from my beloved country. I, ..I, ….I
was a father.
Sitting and facing backwards in a cannoe. Helplessly
before my very eyes, I sew my world crumble, watched
my flesh get ripped apart.
In pain, I was killed………
PAIN AND MISERY
WHEN I WAS A KID I USE TO LOOK UP TO U
NOW THAT IM ALL GROWN UP I CANT STAND THE THINGS U DO
U GO OUT AND GET DRUNK AND EMBARRES US ALL THE TIME
SOMETIMES I FEEL THAT WITHOUT U MY LIFE WUD B FINE
I NO I SHUDNT FEEL THE WAY THAT I DO
BUT I CANT HELP IT COZ ITS HURTING THE FAMILY AND DEEP DOWN U MUST NO THATS TRUE
HAVE U EVER WONDERED Y I HARDLY BRING ANYBODY HOME?
OR Y NO -ONE EVER COMES VISIT ME AND IM ALWAYS HERE ON MY OWN
ITS COZ IM AFRAID OF HOW U WUD LOOK WEN THEY COME HERE
THE THOUGHT OF THEM SEEING U LIKE THIS, TO ME IS A CONSTANT FEAR
I DONT LIKE WOT IT IS DOING TO THE PPL I CARE ABOUT
SEEING U LEAVE THE BOTTLE IS SOMETHING I SERIOUSLY DOUBT
FOR GODS SAKE OPEN UR EYES AND STOP UR SHIT
BEFORE ITS TOO LATE AND U GONNA WONDER WOT HAPPENED TO THE PPL U LOVE
I CANT HANDLE IT KASAM I CANT DEAL WITH IT
I HOPE AND PRAY FOR HELP FROM THE MAN ABOVE
U HAVE BEEN DOING THIS FOR MANY YEARS OF UR LIFE
JUST STEP OUTSIDE URSELF AND SEE WOT THIS IS DOING TO UR WIFE
ALL SHE WANTS IS FOR U TO STOP THIS THING U DO
SO THAT SHE CAN BE HAPPY AND NOT HATE WOTS BECOME OF U
I ASK U FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART TO WAKE UP AND ACT LIKE A MAN
OR ILL SHOW U WOT ILL DO AND TRUST ME I CAN
ILL MAKE U WISH THAT IT WAS JUST ALL A DREAM
PULL URSELF TOGETHER AND GET URSELF CLEAN
SO THIS IS ALL THE THINGS I FEEL INSIDE
THESE ARE THE FEELINGS I ALWAYS TRY TO HIDE
THE SMILE ON MY FACE THAT IS ALWAYS THERE
IS AS FAKE AS BALD MAN WITH ALOTA HAIR
U SHUD SEE THE PAIN U ARE PUTTING US THRU
COZ I PROMISE U WEN U SEE AND FEEL IT …..
THEN DRINKING WUD BE THE LAST THING U WUD EVER WANNA DO
death
I AM STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF A WORLD FIELD WITH BLOOD AND TEARS,I AM STUCK IN A WORLD WHERE PEOPLE CAN NOT ESCAPE THE FEARS.
AS I START TO HEAR DRUM BEAT IN MY EARS MY EYES STARTED CRYING TEARS
I FELT COLD WIND PENETRATING THROUGH MY SHOES
A PAIN DRIFTING A MILE INTO MY ROOTS
MY MIND FINALLY COMING UP WITH SOME ELEMENTS OF TRUTH
IF I COULD CHOCK DEATH I WOULD CHOCK IT TILL IT SPEAKS THE TRUTH
FOR IT IS DEATH
demented artistry
We…skilfully weave webs that trap minds of babes…
yes these conceived whack expectations of this society that deceive…
and whats fucked up is some people believe them,take it like the gospel truth and hate the Bible the way everybody hated chris…Christ died on the cross for our sins,but we still kiss and pamper
sin like a little kid…our relations with GOD have been cut off like foreskin…
We have sinked into lucifers ocean like the titanic,the results are far greater,ailments happening now are just a tip of the icegerg…
Amargeddon draws near and when you flow opposite to the world you declared a dom gat
toxic views preached like death during the Ethiopian genocide were consciousness is pushed aside…kicked on the hind with oxy-moronic hoofs that hide behind public views…
Our wills should be agile like felines to bend and deal with the situation at hand…even when tossed in the air
we'll be able to lend with our feet…not shrink sensetive like sensetive textile,
futile minds causing famine,no intellectual progression…sleeping with lucifer the snake,spreading immorality is just a piece of cake,
too much at stake 'cause we about to fade…a venereal disease like aids has captured humanity like a bunch
of slaves…you tarzan and she's jane,licking each other like lili wayne's lollipop,maar jy is a fokon hond,
aids is in search of apes who jump in and out of bed with many women unprotected to spread its reign…
you know how much pain it causes,but you like its estate agent,looking for a susciptible home for it to reside…
your perveted mind is the pied piper and your erection follow thwe tune of your thoughts…
yes,it is possible for a man or woman to have 1 partner just that we have lost the plot…batho re tswile dipelo jaaka dintsa…pieces like these youve heard,ga di dintsha,so stop bitching horny bastards,ga re dintsa
behaving like trained puppies…"fetch anything in a skirt or pants",gets worsewhen even priests molest boys…our tongues are twisted toys we play with to manupilate,our conscience has been hit with a blow so extreme,it couldnt even scream,it fell unconscious….
ubuntu is a thing of the pst like apartheid but hidden and still alive like racism…we are just concealing it…this piece is too long,4 now im gon pause…
Ke motswalle wa meqomo ya matlakala
Ke phela sa ntja ya lekesi meqomong
Empa ntho eo eka o makatsang ke hore ke teng le dipolelong tsa bona le dikelellong
Ke ya rena le botebong ba pelo tsa bona
Ekare ba hloleha le difefong
Poulelo ha eyo le mosikong wa thaba ya heso sephokong sa phatla tsa bona ke ngodilwe ka tlhaku tse kgolo.
Meqomong ke ja ke kgora
hoba ka tlung tlala eye rena re ya hlora.
Bosiu re ya kgona ha eyo kgora.
Le mala aya korotla bosiu ha ke lora.
Ke dula ke hlora ke lapa leso,ba ya nsoma
Se nkene sekgobo ke kgoba ke kgobuwa ka mantswe sekgobo.
Jara maima a pelo ya hao sekgantsho sa maikutlo,
mesebetsi ya dihele eya nkatomela.
Ha nna ke leka bophelo pokothong tsa ba bang.
Poho bophelo ke mokgolo wa letsatsi.
Ha ramautla ele motswalle,wa nnahanisa
Rabolloro le thipa ke dibetsa tsaka.
Le manyeloi a dihele aka o pakela,
hore honna cheseho ke polao.
Hoba meqomong nkeke ka kgutlela
Lapa leso le ikentse dira,mahlabaphiyo ha ba mpona ba ya potela.
Ha ba batle le ho mpona ka hare ho tsela.
Ho bona ke fetohile sera mokopakopa
Manyeloi a Lehodimo a mphuralletse.
Maqiti le maqitolo a nqetile a mphelletse.
Le bao ke neng kere ke metswalle ba nnyamelletse
Sa metsi tshimong ya pone a monyetse.
Bophelong mona thje ke sehletse!
Nna le meqomo ya matlakala re metswalle hoba tlala eya rena.
Le bosiu mala aya korotla.
Le ho feta pina tsa mokotlo.
Hobane ba ntahlile ba nkotla mokokotlo.
Le jwale ke mabadi le hara ho sekotlo.
Ke madi,maqeba ke dikotlo.
Le mphuralletse lena lefatshe!
Ke fetohile hase,sono ke lena lefatshe.
Kgopolo
P.O Box 15034
Witsieshoek
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0786447749
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he is the sick bastard who dwells in the minds of the wicked…
he is the same bastard who perveted Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden
with his sick ,twisted,mickey mouse tricks that always cling 2 the conscious of man,what the hell,
causing grief and hell…and from the garden they fell…
A Beautiful Soul in Peril
How is it that you seem to believe that you are blissfully safe in the hands of peril,
When you and I know that you accepted a partnership and the aim of the business was to sell your soul to the devil. . .
Hiding behind the shades to escape all the shame of what people are bound to see and saving yourself another reason to cover up the truth,
Your love for him has turned to fear and your pent-up scars will stand trial as the prosecuting proof. . .
You always told me that love would set you free, now your liberated expressions remain unexpressed throughout the rest of your living days,
Avoiding and by all means, you trying your best to not aggravate his swollen pride by putting food on the table and keeping legs open wide and staying away from friends out of fear that you are bound to confide and reveal the concealed and he would realise. . . that his control over you is beginning to fade away!
No one knows the universal power of the spoken word than you coz it was his spoken words that broke you down and made you shy-away,
Yet again, it was his very words; his convincing and sadistic words that made you stay. . .
Despite the fact that happiness was just a smile away,
Your spiritual pleas for soul-liberation made the heavenly angels shed a tear every time you prayed. . .
You’re an Ebony Queen looking for Soul-liberation,
With a Melody-dream searchin’ for Soul-meditation. . .
You’re in elevation, but you’re A Beautiful Soul in Peril,
How could you find happiness selling your soul to the devil?. . .
Yeah I Know This
You drop a tear every time I ask you a question
I don’t say I am innocent though
I am as guilty for judging you like you may see it
You got me wrapped around your finger for so long
Dropped me some stupid love messages
Telling me how much you love and value me
In a way that I wouldn’t understand
You got me twisted like a Levi’s jeans
You took advantage because you knew how much I loved you
Now that I told you how I feel about you
You feel sorry for your acts and wanna clear your name
You forget one thing though
You don’t have to explain yourself to me!
I’ve learnt my lessons in life
You gotta live with it
Telling me how I changed and you don’t want things to be this way between us
I am sorry for the pains I caused through my expression of anger
The truth hurts but at some point it needs to be told
I can’t hold on to lies for the rest of my life
If i do i'll be deceiving myself
You need to understand that I am aware of who you are
If I am gonna have you, I am never gonna progress in life
You are an addition to the stress I've got
I thought you love yourself
You know what you got yourself in to
Who do you wanna be like?
Why should I care so much for somebody who doesn't care about herself
I never wanted things to be this way between us
But you pushed me to the direction of victimizing you
I thought I was gonna love you until eternity
I am sorry, I’ve got life I gotta live
I am the realest Nigga you can ever find in the block
Tell it like I see and know it
It must feel good to know the consequences of your acts
I can clearly see that you are ashamed of your acts
It was time to hear me out but you chose not to understand
You gotta be happy and appreciative for the little things you have
Never forget!
Compiled by: Oduetse Gabonnwe
Everything Seems To Be Fucked up
I’ve made mistakes like everybody does
But I learnt from such silly mistakes
I struggle everyday to make ends meet
But I will get there
Because I still have hope
Right now I give and you give back
I am never gonna be as stupid as I was
You are who you make yourself to be
You model your life the way you want everyone to see it
Not to be judged over something you are not
Now everything seems to be fucked up
We are not even in talking terms
I am not being judgmental from everything I said
To tell you the truth, you’ll always have a special place in my heart
I hate living a lie because I have to lie to protect you
I gave up everything for you
Always tried to help out but you took my goodness for my weakness
I thought I know you but now I feel like I don’t know you at all
You used to be this girl who wanted me to conquer the world
Had faith and believed in me
Now that we are like enemies, you even wish I could fail
In anything I do, you pray for my downfall
Do you remember times you were down and out?
I gave you a shoulder to lean and cry on
I know you going through the same difficulty I am going through
But there is nothing you can do about it
You used to be this independent chick
Now that you are after, what is it? I don’t know!
Put it down because everything is up to you
You are trying to smile but tears fall down your cheeks
And feel like the world is not the best place to be
Reminiscing about memories because life is not fun any more
Everything seems to be completely out of hand
I used to have respect for you but now I’ve lost it
No offense but How could I ever trust you again from what you’ve done.
Compiled by: Oduetse Gabonnwe
Pick Is a Move
From the infancy of my life
I let you witch agitate my lfe
with the words you onces uttered
I was onces scuttered
thanks god I am not shuttered
I guess you are now tedious
you hedious witchy bitch
For your time is up
your time has elapsed
now is my time only mine
to rise apprise and unleash
my enormours monstrous me
to emasculate you
And castrate your tantalizing tasticles
for you with your pawns not to crown
castles and horses no more
Never attempt to evacuate
For it is your cupid evil heart that made you constipate
And I am to extirpate you
Elate to relate
check and mate
PICK IS A MOVE