Bird

Bird

Fly high bird of the sun
The river is flowing
Love is among us
Dancing like butterflies
Swimming like goldfish

Fly high bird of the sun
Mountains are high
Higher as it gets cold, cold and colder

Fly high bird of the sun
Roses are golden, golden red
Flowers grow; grow wild
Like wild thorn berries

Fly high bird of the sun
Fly higher than high
The sky is blue; clouds are pure
The rain soothes your soul
FLY HIGH BIRD OF THE SUN

By: M.S.G Seko

Can’t explain

You thought he would change
After all these years
still you only look
while he raise his hand
the pain unbearable this time
feelings feel the same
Your love  you give,
only given back by hate.
I lie awake and try to
think of someting
that would stop your pain,
But you hide from me
you hide away-
it might come again
he just raise his hand
It tears everything inside
the pain unbearable this time
Crying in your bed
not knowing how it all began
You need to turn and walk away
you deserve better than him.
fight with all your might
when he raise his hand
just run away…
Giving in again
he will make you fade away
Bastard raised his hand
You need to flee again
I still don't see how you
go back to him again
You told me it was unbearable pain
but the love you feel has always
been the same
I guess its something
one can't explain.

My conquest

In the mdst of my peeps and peers
I strampled up the temple
travelling confidently,joyfully
And gracefully stepping up the steps of life
My face filled wuth a smothie smile
just like a bride and a bride groom happily walking down the isle

As I leapt trying and hoping to leap over
I fell down Instantly I felt down I
I felt horrified and petrified
My peeps and peers at me they howled
my soul became hollow
The worst dramatic and traumatic experience in my life ever
Like steam my self-esteem evaporated away
furry wiped away the joy I had
The smile I had melted away
I muttered as if I'm being slaughtered
I broke down and closed my eyes and cried
I cried until I got tired
Deep inside my heart was fiiled with hatred
for the mother pain borne the brother hatred
I hated the world and its belongings

In the midst of my peeps and peers
I suddenly suprisingly felt the wind blowing
drying all my  fallen tears
casting all my fears
spiritually……….
I saw the heavenly gentle light rays fading the midst away
For I the son to clearly see the way
I saw a spritual path finder
for I the son to find theright path to my conquest
In the midst of my enemies
I fearlessly stood up and took a first step to the mountain's top
the distance seemed to long and tough
Where I thought my courage is not enough
but thank got for HE only HE
thriced my courage til
My conquest

i am

i am
    are you…?
which side do you walk
which path did you choose
…and she…
will you follow the trend or
will you go astray
……of that persuasion?

maybe tomorrow
i shall answer
maybe tomorrow
the daughter you
so freely love shall
be revealed to you

maybe even then
you will understand
the mystery the anger
maybe even then
you will see
the pattern so clear
of boys sexed
but not loved
of men loved
but not really
of girls admired
and nurtured
of women loved
and loved again

why the betrayal
of men expected
of women detested
why the rejection
of men welcomed
of women feared
yes maybe tomorrow
i shall have the courage
to say once and
for all to hear
yes i am!

A poem of a homeless girl

I will not say die
Though it takes my whole time to cry
I know one day i'll be smiling
For every dark has a silver lining

Suffering is not dying
so they say
As long as i see the mornings
I know i still am favoured
Though my life is not flavoured
with sweet juices of mints
I know i'll pass thru the gates of limits
These mountains are here to strengthen me
These snares are here to lengthen my thoughts
to see deep into the pit of soul unreached & unlived.

Food i eat are not for delicacy, but 4 survival
Clothes i wear bring not warmth & comfort not,
but prevent vultures from reachin' my great extremities
My school is of counting stones and play by them
This is another stage of life i'll have 2 undergo
This gale will oneday calm and i'll be the hugest rock
unmoveable and unstoppable.

If there is room for darkness, there's of light
Though i'm still swimming in the pool of darkness,
Light will one day shine on my side,
for every dog has its own day, as long as i breath still,
lonely like a blowing wind. In the still of the night,
I know a small still voice will say to me,
half a loaf is better than no bread
& i know with God my vain is shared
Tomorrow i shall live,i'll be embraced
Morning sun will guide my steps
I have flesh, soul, and mind, they will lead me
to the mountain's top, there i'll stand like a solid rock
There i will call myself a conqueror & celebrate dat i made it
There i will mourn the death of my oppression.

Claiming My Life Back

Give me back my life for it is my life
How dare you disown me what is rightfully mine
How dare you invade my territory and take ownership
Look how comfy you are in my space
Look how big you are in my boots

And look how petite you turned me out to be
By robbing me of my life
You robbed me my life and my soul
My identity and my sense of being
You robbed me my confidence
Give me my life back for it belongs to me

Give me back my life for it is not yours
Allow me to put myself together again
Allow me to stitch together the pieces of my being
The same pieces that you tore from me
Let me clean the mess you caused
In the process of reconstituting myself

I need to be one piece again so I can be alive again
I need to be whole again so I can have life again
Open your doors of greediness so I can claim back my pieces
Open your doors of selfishness so I can have my life back
I hope to find myself in these pieces you stole from me
I hope to define my image in them
Give me back my life for it is my life
Give me back my life for it is not yours.

A cry of a woman

The cry of the women is read through the scaling map in the eyes of her children,
It is heard from her laughter of yester tales,
The tales she tells are jokes not to be laughed at, but endured,
The songs she sings are fussed with how comes and how longs.
She talked with experiences of loving a heartless man, who dumped her in the frosting fountains with an infant on her back.
She talks of loving a man who never loved himself and could only offer her a crippled reflection.
Her heart stabbed a zillion times, she become a believer of no love in the man, until she met one who never loved her less,
Once again she sings of the love she found in the man she raised,
She sings the songs she designed herself while footing the red dusts of cold earth, looking for food to feed the love of her life, the one who showed her the essence of her own beauty,
She was never loved before
Never celebrated, she called for umgosi to raise men from boys.
Her first real kiss was with a man fifty years younger that her.
She was loved back by her own creation.
That’s a woman, who always prayed that the sun won’t go down on her, because she had no place to sleep and no water quench the thirst of her defenceless soul.
Today she sings a love song, between him and her and the sun still rise from the west and falls in the same spot as yesterday.
She lived because she needed to and her scaling skin is the map of all places she had been,
She never realized how beautiful she could be until she met her own son,
She caters to the only men whom his love knows no judgement.

I am destined to success

I had  dreams
I had visions
I had goals
I had ambitions

Like each and every person in the universe
I thought I lived up to them
but I lied
I lied to my soul
to my spirit
I lied to my instincts
I lied to my-self
for life gave me a reality check
And the clock kept on ticking

Now Iam young no longer
My youth-full times are over
I spent most of my prominent precious times
in the shebeens
where I would sit
sipping brown bottles of booze
puffing grass making shapes with the smoke
coming out of my mouth
thinking getting high will get me where I wanted to be
I spent most of my time
under the bridges
injecting my veins with needles
filled with powder
street being my home
grass being my friend
And his companion glue
tick tock tick tock
the clock kept on ticking

Gradually the colour red in my painting faded away
All my hopes and dreams became castles on air
"Life's not fair"
I thought
As time went on and on
The earth started firing darts on me
The whole earth and it's creatures
became my worst enemies
And time did not wait for me
I became free any more
Life became my friend any more
Now I'm an enemy of time

Although time has passed
time is still to come
For I am not destined
for bottles of booze
Nor needles of powder
Nor grass that makes me high
I'm destined to success
for  success is a delayed gratification
for future enjoyment
"And I am destined to success"

ups and downs of life

We may fumble
we may stumble
we may fall or fail
those are ups and downs of life
our road may be filled with thorns
we may come across stormy situations
those are ups and downs of life
hails and rains
these are obstacles to encounter in life
they are there not to harm us nor kill us
but to shape us for the future

The man

A flowery song more
dulcent than my rhyme
A driver's oxen who rushed before me
while his less treasure he doth store.

He never wanted to cloth a flock
'cause a real man bears a huge rock
and play his flute beneath a privet
and when there's war,he'd not take a vat

He heard a woman playin' rhapsodies
Only his red liver like blood saved him less
And his heart could not care less
and so the rumbling sweet of melodies

The man who never shod
when going to shebeen,
who doesn't shine in pride,
but shells his future to a sheen.
for his horse allows him to ride.