THE CLOUDS OF BLACK ARE COMING
they have to darken slowly and ripencoming together | going apartpushed like gray paper kites in the windtails swinging for...
they have to darken slowly and ripencoming together | going apartpushed like gray paper kites in the windtails swinging for...
Africa my beginning, Africa my ending:They came from the westSailing to the eastWith hatred and disease flowingFrom their fleshAnd a...
here they arethe unsungfather and songods of the blind who live blissfully in the dark here they areharbingers of a...
now that I can rememberlet me tell you what happenedthat day on the kopjiejust off Marethwane Rivernow called Marikanait was...
We wouldn’t bow to that scroll for it is the genesis of our misery it is a paper dashed with...
For Brother SegwagwaYou are a Drum OchestraSegwagwa an ambidextrousManifester ofPolyrythmic soundAmbigramsA frog eyed dramaA sagacious sageOf melodies beyondMmamelodi ya thariE-ntshoSegwagwa...
Battle Scars runs deep.I come bearing a disclaimer, I carry no sense of entitlement,Nor do I carrymanipulation,If you be asking...
time and time againon the wooden stage floorwhen the maroon velvet curtain opensappears a man made of plankswith neat holes...
When it is done;I will be surroundedby memorialsand dead souls.When the buglehas ultimatelyfallen into silence,all the namesin the vast graveyardwill...